Character Descriptions
Jamar: 24 years of age. From New Orleans, LA. Fashion stylist to celebrities. Love guys younger than him. Just breaking up with his boyfriend of three years.
Davon: 18 years of age. Ex boyfriend of Jamar. From Houston, Tx. An inspiring artist who have his own indie record label. He struggles with how to get Jamar back and keeping his side lines happy in the process.
Julian a.k.a Smoke: 17 years of age. Thugged out Puerto Rican who is in the drug business. Trying to work his way up to being the Drug Lord. He has a soft spot for just one person and maybe will give the game up for them.
Trey: 22 years of age. Stripper at night and college student in the day. Studying to become a lawyer. He's best friends with Jamar since third grade. His night life causes him to be in sticky situations.
More character will appear and I will give descriptions as they arrive. A few of Hollywood's finest will also be appearing. The story takes place in New Orleans.
I hope you guys enjoy as I enjoy writing.
I'm so New Orleans, so I will use a few NOLA terms as writing this story. Feel free to give me feedback, advice, criticism, and all that good shit....❤
Life has a funny way of introducing love to someone's heart. I just knew I was through with relationships after being in several repeatedly situationships. My name is Jamar Smith. I'm 24 years old, standing 5'7, 125 real slim with a nice frame, caramel complexion skin, long dreads, hazel eyes and a smile that can turn the darkest room into heaven. I have just gotten out of a three year relationship with Davon. Now Davon stood 6'2, 176 muscular built, dark coco complexion that makes anyone arouse just by gazing at him. He sported a fade and he was 18. Yes I like them young.
Anyways, that's over and I'm single and really not looking. One day while washing my clothes at the laundry facility in my apartments. I notice this fine brother staring at me as I put clothes in the bottom dryer. He looks to stand about 6'2, 180 muscular built, bronze complexion, so he must be Puerto Rican. His hair was long and curly like Lil Fizz from B2K. He slowly approached me. "Hi I'm Julian" as he reached his hands for mines to shake. I shook his hand replying "My name is Jamar" "I was wondering if I can borrow a few of your dryer sheets I ran out" I replied "sure" handing him the box. He walked away and the site from the back was pleasant to watch. He came back and gave me the fabric tissue. "Thanks" he said. "No problem" I replied. He stared at me some more before I asked him "why you keep staring at me?" "I've seen you a few times around the complex and was wondering if we can chill since I'm new to the neighborhood" I looked at him as to why this guy is trying to chill with me. So I replied "Well I don't see no harm in making new friends" He smiled and said "cool, so how about we go to this bar tonight have a few drinks" "sounds like fun, I need to get out and get my mind off somethings" I replied. We switched numbers and apartment numbers and agreed he will pick me up at 7 pm. We dapped off and left the laundry facility.
As I get back in my apartment my phone rings. "Hello" I said. "Wassup bihhhh!" The voice said on the other end. It was my crazy ass best friend Trey. We have been friends since third grade and we know everything there is to know about one another. Trey is a stripper at Club Xscape. He stands 5'6, 145, and is Asian. "Wyd bihhhh?" He asked. I replied "nothing much getting ready to go have a few drinks" "bihhhh with whom no good ass Davon?" I laughed and said "Chile no, a neighbor I met while washing clothes" "mmm hmm a neighbor huh? Well I was just calling to check in on ya Dimps" he replied and hung up. I took me a shower and started to decide what to wear. I pulled out my white ripped skinnys and my jean shirt. I started rolling a blunt since I had 45 minutes til I leave. I lit my blunt and headed out the door. Before I can even get out the door I seen Julian standing there in his true religion jeans which was saggin so low, a Miami heat jersey, black timbs, and a black snap back cap.
"Oh aight thugga I see you" I said "You funny, you ready" he asked. "Yep" I said.
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Smoke's Love
Teen FictionJamar is a 24 year old fashion stylist for the stars. He just ended his 3 year relationship with his ex Davon. He's enjoying the single life until he meets Julian a.k.a Smoke a somewhat drug lord on the arising. Neither one knows what journey they g...