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Feeling Some Type A Way

Cool As Fuck , I Suggest You Dress With The Weather Bitch

-Honey Cocaine

Dwayne POV

Damn ! Paris Had Me Feeling Some Type Of Way . I Don't Think She'll Go For A Nigga Like Me . Even By The Way She Was Looking At Me. Man .... Good Thing Were Having Lunch Right Now . I'm On My Way There .

15 minutes later

As I Walked In I Easily Spotted Paris . She Stood From All Them Other Broads . Damn She's About 5'0 , Light Skin , Black Hair That's Touches Her Back , Light Brown Eyes , And A Body Like .. DAMN ! I Stroll Over To Her And She Looks Up And Smiles.

Me : Hey Ma .

Paris : You Know My Name , So Use It. But Hey.

Me : Fiesty ... I Like It .

Paris : Boy Whatever.

We Order Our Food And Talked. I Actually Found Out That She Doesn't Know who Her Real Parents . And That Dre Is All She Has . I Told Her How I Never Met my Farther But Always Knew My Momma And Love Her.

Paris : I Should Be Going. I Wanna See If My Dormy Is Here Yet .

Me : Before You Leave I Need To Tell You Something .

Paris : What ?!

Me : I Wanna Be Honest And Say That .... I Am A Drug Dealer.

Paris : I Gotta Go.

Me : Wait ! Can I At Least Get Your Number ?!

But She Already Left . Damn ... It Wasn't Time

Paris POV

Damn ... I Didn't Even Notice Manf I Usually Do Since My Brother Hangs Out With Those Type Of Boys. Maybe , I Shouldn't Have Left Like That . I Should've Been More Understanding .... I'll Juss Text Him . Shit ! I Don't Have His Number. O Well , I'm Going To Class . Books Before Boys

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Short Update.

-Solo