Let me start by introducing myself. My government name is Jasmine Beionca Watson, I'm 16 and I'm in love with Rashad, a thug. That's right, a thug. He's not justs any ol' type of thug. He's sweet, charming and caring. Its actually pretty hard to tell the he's a thug.
We're both enrolled in Banneker High School and we're both seniors. My thug love is different form the others because its peaceful, well, in my eyes that is. He buys me everything i want because he spoils me but I don't love him for the money or the cars, I love him for who he is and he loves me for who I am and that's all that really matters
"Jasmine wake the fuck up." says my history teacher. "Hold up lil nigga you ain't gonna be cursing at me like." He told me to wait outside and he formaly said sorry. I was day dreaming about Rashad. Next period imma see him. He the captain on his basketball team during the day. The night he a thug. "Hey baby." Rashad said coming at me with bags in hand. You see he spoils me. "Heyyyy booooo." He gives me the bags and ask me "You wanna leave for the day." I hesitated but he took my phone and I had to go that was my damn phone. I asked where you taking me "Its a suprize."
*intro Creds goes to LurkAlert *
