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Moving

Its been about two weeks since Marcus suggested that the girls and I move out. When I told Dawn and Shante about it they didn't seem bothered. The three of us grabbed our last set of bags and headed to my car. Marcus has plenty of space at his place so he let us stay by him. At first I wasn't sure but then I had nowhere else to go. The nearby apartments for rent were nasty. Marcus' place is the best option.

DAWN
I can't wait until this court case is over with. Last week was the first hearing for the rape case. Of course Trevor and Brandon tried to plead innocent. Their lawyer begged for more time to get evidence. So it's postponed until further notice. I relaxed in the car until we arrived at Marcus' place. He has a nice house. It isn't too big and it isn't too small.
"Welcome ladies." He said as we got out of the car. He took our bags and we followed him inside. My face lit up in awe when I saw how nicely decorated the place was. The entire living room had black and white and the kitchen had granite counters with cherry oak wood cabinets.
"Dawn your room is the first door on the left. Shante your room is the door across form Dawn's." Marcus said. I walked out if the living room and into the hallway. I carried my bag into my new room. It was lovely. It had a pink and black theme. I loved it. I sat my bag on the bed and began to unpack. Until i got a text from daddy. It started me.
Daddy: where are yall?
I didn't reply mama gave us strict instructions to not answer daddy at all. I sat my phone on the dresser and continued to unpack.

SUMMER
Marcus and I sat on the couch and chatted for a bit.
"Wait where do I sleep?" I asked.
"In my room. I will take the couch." He replied.
"Oh no. I can't do that let me take the couch this is your place after all."
"Summer I want you to be as comfortable as possible."
"This couch is pretty comfortable."
"Summer don't be stubborn."
"Okay."
Marcus smiled at me. I got up and carried my bag into his room. The room looked amazing. His house is well decorated in general. I sat on the bed and drifted into space. Marcus' hand went around my shoulder. It snapped me out of my daze. I looked at him. He had a stupid ass grin on his face. "What?" I asked.
"Lets do something fun." He said.
"Like what?"
"Drinks."
Drinking is our favorite thing to do. Since we were teens it had always been fun. But we don't drink as often as we used to. Marcus and I got up from his bed and headed to the kitchen. Marcus poured shots of different types of rum. When he was done pouring our shots. We drank all of them together. I finished first so Marcus got upset. I wonder why he is still single. He has a great career, he is decent looking, and he has an amazing house.
"Marcus why are you still single?" I asked.
"Well...I haven't found the right one yet." He replied.
"Define the right one."
"A woman who ain't into being a hoe. She can't be dumb, she can't just want me for my money."
"You have standards." I said jokingly as I playfully punched his arm.
"Yes. I have standards." He replied.
I walked over to the couch and turned on the tv. I flipped through the channels until I found a movie. The titanic was on. I was able to watch it from the middle. I wish I had caught the beginning. Marcus sat next to me and watched it too.
"Mama can I go out?" Shante asked.
"Where?" I questioned.
"To the mall."
"How you getting there?"
"Michael."
"Okay be home by 7."
"PM or AM?"
"Shante... don't push it."
"Okay thanks mama."

SHANTE
I ran to my room and grabbed my phone. The first thing I did was text Brandon. Brandon is my drug dealer. He has the best weed in the city. He told me he will pick me up. After about 15 minutes he told me he was outside. I walked outside and hopped in his car. He drove to the park. When we arrived  I got my usual from him and paid.
"One free smoke on me." He said as he rolled a blunt and handed it to me. I took my lighter out of my pocket and lit both of our blunts. Brandon and I sat in his car and mellowed out while listening to music. After about an hour Michael called me.
"Hey baby." I answered
"Hi whats up?"
"Nothing just chilling."
"Oh I wanna see you."
"I'm on the park you wanna pick me up?"
"Sure. Wait you on the park with that weed nigga?"
"Yeah, its no big deal."
"Shante you need to stop smoking weed."
"Why?"
"I don't want you smoking baby."
"Okay. This was my last one."
"Okay see you in a bit."
Brandon looked and me and laughed.
"What?" I asked.
"Nothing." He replied.
"Stop playing man. Why you was laughing?"
"Its funny how a girl like you has that type of boyfriend."
"What are you talking about."
"You're a stoner, he isn't. Y'all don't match."
"So who do I match with?"
"A nigga like me."
Brandon leaned in and kissed me. His hands went directly to my waist. He rubbed my lower back and ass. On of his hands slid up my shirt and he caressed my breast. He used his other hand to take out his dick. I pulled away and looked at it. His dick is way bigger than Michael's. Michael  isn't small at all but Brandon just has more to offer. I grabbed his dick and started to jerk it back and forth.
My phone buzzed. Michael had texted me saying he was on the other side of the park. 
"I gotta go." I said as I fixed myself. I got my stuff and got of the car. I walked to the other side of the park.  I got in Michael's car.
"Hey baby." He said as he kissed me.
"Hi." I replied.
Michael and I chatted for a while before he drove to the beach.