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                              1986

Tiana.

The awful sound of my alarm clock woke me up for school as I so very much dreaded getting up in the morning. I hop out of bed and you already know the routine, I go to the bathroom and do what I gotta do. I wear my long curly hair naturally with a hat, I put on my Nike windbreaker, demin shorts, and my black Doc Martens that Donald made me buy.

 I wear my long curly hair naturally with a hat, I put on my Nike windbreaker, demin shorts, and my black Doc Martens that Donald made me buy

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I look in the mirror and put my contacts in (Ya girl finally got rid of her glasses, I'm really happy). When I'm done, I put on Knee Deep by Funkedelic, and dance my black ass off. I hear snickering coming from the window and I turn around eyeing a shirtless Donald, sitting on my window ceil. He always sneaks up on me by coming through my window, I don't find it weird because we're bestfriends.

"Negro, don't you ever knock?" I mean seriously I could've been butt ass naked.

"Don't get mad at me because yo ass can't dance", he said chuckling. I swear he gets on my last nerve...

"I can dance better than ya girl" I said, continuing to dance.

"Atleast I got a girl..." he replied as a smirk formed on his face.

I immediately stopped dancing.

Hol up...

"You know damn well your girl is a ho- you know what, nevermind", I cut myself off, remembering he's my ride to school.

"Exactly what I thought, that reminds me, you got any condoms?" He questioned.

"Why do you need condoms?" I asked. I mentally smacked myself for saying that, I mean why else would he need a condom?

"Because I wanna be safe when I get my freak on" he answered slyly with that stupid smirk on his face. I cringe as the thought of him getting it on with Dianna. Let's just say, Dianna has dealt with more men than the Million Man March. The girl had an abortion, that means that pussy haunted. But everytime I tell Donald, he doesn't wanna hear it.

Oh yeah, did I mention that she's white?

Oh yeah, did I mention that she's white?

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