Naomi

Chapter 1

My name is Naomi Greene a seventeen

year old down to earth girl. I title myself as a dark skin goddess. I call myself that because at one point in my life I didn't feel pretty even though I had curves in the right places, flat stomach, and long hair. Those things didn't matter to me because what I saw in my mirror was an ugly dark skinned girl who was going through pain and misery in which she did not deserve. No boys ever approached me as if they liked me but gave me stares like I was a bottle of water in thirsty dry desert. Why? I always wondered why but I figured it out after a while, I was unapproachable. I mean what can I say I am a straight A student and have college letters coming from left to right. My head always high not giving guys an eye lock because I was too nervous. I would just look at them from a distance or from the corner of my eye and then express how cute they were when they were a couple of feet away. I try to remind myself to smile because I looked serious and boring all the time. Guys are scared of rejection and they think if they step to me they would have to have the full package but who doesn't want a man with a full package? Everyone has flaws I understand, I don't want someone perfect, honestly I want someone who is not serious all the time and I can talk to him mean in a playful way without him taking offense, I can tell him everything and he will always help me get through it, have a nice strong masculine body so I can feel secure and safe, and lastly someone who respect females in general. Is that really to much to ask?

Chapter 1

Damn. I instantly think as my alarm clock goes off for me to get up and get dressed for school. It was my last year but I it was my first day at this new school. My moms got a new job in Georgia so we had to move. I wasn't really feeling it but my mom said they were paying more than her previous high paying job so I went with it. My mom was always making something work for me and my little brother Marcus he was 15 so he didn't really like me calling him little. We moved two weeks ago so we had to deal with some adjustment of the new house before attempting to get registered in a new school. The new house was huge, I have to give my mom some props for this one I didn't even help her out. It even had a huge pool with it, I wasn't going to complain. The neighbors were nice making the neighborhood quiet which we were already used to anyway. I felt like I was going to like Georgia. I rose up out of my plush king size bed surrounded by the pink walls and blue, lime, and white accessories to complement it. I brushed my teeth and applied my face mask before getting in the shower. I knew my usually long showers had to be cut short. But I wanted to stay in there forever to process all my thoughts. I got out washing the now burning mask off my face and dried off my body. I put the towel around and walked to my room and shut the door before Marcus went past and saw something he didn't want to see. I decided to wear my simple fitted gray v neck and some skinny ripped jeans with my Bel Air Jordan's. Flat ironed my hair and added some perfume, mascara, and a low gloss lip gloss. I wasn't really into makeup, I had natural beauty. I was a little early so I would take a drive for the third time in my new BMW I got for my birthday from my dad to Starbucks and got a caramel frappe and a croissant before going back home and taking me and my brother to the new school. My dad lived in New York acting in big movies and shows so you could say he is rich. Him and my mom divorced when I was 13 because she was sick of him treating her like she was nothing and she knew she deserved better. He still keeps in contact with me and Marcus frequently we even visit him from time to time. He got me the car because he heard how upset I was about moving away from Philly. I don't know how he got it here but he did it was in the garage when I woke and my mom told me to go in there and get something for her and there was a pink BMW with a red bow and a sticky note that read: here you go baby, happy birthday! love daddy. I immediately started to cry. It was around 8:05 when my brother eventually came outside the house looking thugged out as ever. That was just his style he said he had to impress these new Georgia girls because back in Philly he knew them or knew about them already, he's truly a mess. As long as he wasn't representing no gangs I was cool with it, too many young kids are being killed for that BS. Yg, "Who do you love?" Came on the Sirius radio. " This my shit, who who who who who who you love" Marcus said dancing a little bit. "You better watch your damn mouth!" I said cracking up. He gave me that look like you don't tell me what to do. I didn't really care if he cussed or not because I knew he was going to do it anyway around his little friends. We pulled up to the school. " look Na no offense but don't be treating me like I'm a baby at this school that shit is embarrassing" Marcus said in a low voice. He called me Na when he wanted something or when he was about to say something that I might take offensive. "Alright but don't be getting into no trouble at this school or I'm going to have to kick your ass myself" I said looking dead in his eyes so he knew I was serious. He still thought I was playing though. I gave him his class schedule and he was gone. I let out a big sigh and walked into the school. It felt like as soon as I got into the school it was just straight stares. I didn't even try to look down the halls to scope any eye candy out at all. I was just trying to get to my class and make this day go by faster. I finally got into my class and sat in the nearest empty seat which was in the back. Then a fine young gentlemen arrived into the class. He was a tall brown skinned man with deep dimples, brown eyes, and pearly white teeth and built like a football player. "Good morning class" he says with a wide warming smile. I tried to stop my mouth from opening when I discovered it was my homeroom teacher. "good morning Mr. Simmons" a few girls say back with dreamy eyes while the rest applied heavily glossy lip gloss to their lips and checking their make up and hair. I never was attracted to a teacher before but this one looked like he was fresh out of college. I always like older men though because they were a lot more mature than these little boys that I surrounded myself with. "We have a new student with us today named Naomi Greene, Naomi why don't you come up here and introduce yourself to the class and I. shit shit shit shit! I think as I walk up to the front as I walk I hear a few damns from some guys on the side of the room. "Ok well my name is Naomi, I am from Philadelphia, and that is pretty much it." I say walking back to my seat and sitting back down. " Ok thank you young lady for sharing" he saying with a smile with his naturally flirty eyes. The class continues and the rest of the day flys by. I met two girls named Raven and Simone they were really nice to me and helped me get to all of my classes. I also eyed this one guy named Terrence, he was something serious. Unlike guys I usually like he was light skinned with greenish hazel eyes, and a nice smile with a little bit of facial hair. He a had curly/wavy top haircut and his non-gay looking fitted turquoise shirt showed every muscle in arm and light prints of abs on his stomach, he definitely played some kind if sport my bets was on basketball because he was kind of tall. I really hate falling for guys who are attractive to everyone because you know that someone is always going to try to get with them and plus who was I for him to like me over all of these other girls. Me and Marcus drove back home and I went straight to my bed. I laid there for a minute to think about my day. I called my best friend from Philly, Anya, up on the phone to she what she was up too. "hey boo!!"she answered the phone overly excited. "hey baby wassup" I say