Part I:
It’s all good, till it goes bad.
· “I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.”
― Marilyn Monroe
♥Anisa♥
When I was little, I used to wonder why bad things happened to good people. I didn’t understand why there was so many hurt or so much pain. I also didn’t understand why my father had to die in that plane crash when I was 12. He was the nicest person I knew. My father actually understood me more than anyone else. Today, I still wonder why these things happen but the truth of the matter is there’s no logical answer to that question.
I’m your typical kind of girl I guess, but then again I’m also very different. I get along with mostly everyone; the jocks, the thugs, the nerds, the players, and the sluts, everyone you could think of. You can call me Anisa. My full name is Anisa Angelique Pratt. My dad gave me my middle name. He said its Angelique because when he first saw me after I came out my momma stomach I looked like an angel. I’m 17, 5’7 and a junior at Blake Wood high school. I stay in Atlanta, Georgia in Blake Wood City population 500,445.
I’m shy but loud when I need to be, funny, sweet, fun to hang with, but misunderstood. Let’s just say that I’m the life of the party. I hang with the popular group and the other ones just the same. But before you start thinking about me the wrong way, let me tell you something. I don’t believe in judgment. I think that the only person that can truly judge me or anyone else is the man in the sky. And just because I’m with the popular group that doesn’t mean I’m the bitchy type. Just ask my friends, they’ll tell ya.
I have three best friends and a boyfriend. My best friends are Jessica (Jessie), Ashley (Ash), and Amanda (Mandy). My boyfriend’s name is Derrick Devaughn Brant but sometimes I call him Ricky he’s a senior and I’m a junior so next year’s gonna be stressful cause I won’t see him as often. OMG the nigga is too FINE. He’s the captain of our varsity Football team, he plays quarterback. And no he really isn’t your typical kind of guy. He’s different; 6 foot tall, 6 packs, with juicy lips.
Above all he’s romantic, charming, and sincere. My best friends mean the world to me, we’ve been through everything together; the good, the bad, and the ugly. We know each other inside and out and we should because we’ve been friends since kindergarten. Jessie, Ash, and Mandy are the best things that ever happened to me. Whenever I’m not myself they always bring me back to life. The best thing about us is that we all share similarities, but at the same time we are oh so very different.
♥Anisa♥
Last night I had the weirdest dream. I dreamt that Derrick and I were at his place. We were watching True Blood. The room was dark and we were all wrapped up in each other’s arms (the cuddy buddy type of shit). We started making out only stopping to come up for air. I felt his hands all on my body but I didn’t seem to mind. As he sucked on my neck all I could do was moan, he knew just what to do to get me ready. That’s when all I could hear was Beep Beep Beep! “Gotta Love Friday’s,” I said as I hit the Dismiss button on my alarm. I turned on the radio as I made my way to my walk in closet and tried to pick out what I was going to wear.
From my perspective I believe that when a girl has a sexy body, she should show it off more often. I decided to wear my new gray short bubble skirt that reached my mid-thigh and my white V-Neck tank top that showed a little cleavage. My shoes would be hard to pick. I was able to pick out my Bertini (6 inch) silver heels with diamonds surrounding the outside. I LOVE HEELS! And everyone that has met me understands why. Heels make your legs sexy and it helps shape up your calves too.
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