Hiii guys, so if you saw my post, this is story 1. I'll be uploading the first 3 chapters. Comment here if this is the story you want to vote for.
Adama
"Shit, I'm late." Jumping out of bed, I quickly made my way into the bathroom where Darrell stood naked. "Why didn't you wake me up?"
"Why didn't you set an alarm?" He fired back.
"I did! It doesn't even matter, are you about to take a shower, I really need to hurry up."
The semester had barely just started and I was already fucking up.
"Yeah, just shower with me."
"Rell, no. I don't have time for you this morning, if I miss this lab, it's over for me. Can't you wait?"
"Naw. I got shit that needs to get done too. I won't try nothin, plus we'll be saving water." He smirked.
"No funny business Darrell, seriously."
"No funny business." He said while holding his hands up in surrender.
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I knew better than to trust anything that came out of this nigga's mouth.
"Rell stop. I have to go." I was now terribly behind schedule thanks to the not so quick shower quickie.
"You're lucky I'm in a good mood or your ass wouldn't be going any damn where. Go head though." He said before slapping my ass and heading back into the room.
Rushing outside, I was grateful for my friend, Cy, coming to get me or I would've been late for sure.
The sounds of RnB cooled my nerves down a bit as we drove in a comfortable silence.
"How's your slave master, I mean boyfriend?" She asked once we got settled.
"Oh ha ha, you're so funny." I said sarcastically before leaning into the seat.
"My bad sis." She laughed before speeding over to campus.
"What were you doing over on this side anyways since you live on campus or whatever."
"I had to handle some business." She smirked.
"You're nasty."
"Don't be mad cause the ladies love me. It don't even matter though cause the lady for me playing." She said while staring at me for a bit.
"Keep playing with me dickhead, Rell gone shoot your crib up."
"Then I can move in with you." She laughed, wiggling her eyebrows.
"You're a damn mess." I laughed. "Don't you have a girlfriend."
"Say the word and she's gone." She said while pulling up to a parking spot.
"Fuck out my face." Rolling my eyes, I got out the car and quickly made my way over to class.
Surprisingly I had 3 minutes to spare.
Pulling out my notebook and the rest of my supplies, I felt a presence sit next to me.
"Wassup slime?"
"Morning Meech. You feeling better?" I asked referring to the nasty hangover he had yesterday morning. Once again another wild and lit ass party was thrown and I wasn't allowed to go.
"Way better. You need to stop being so scary and bring yo ass to the next function."
"I don't know man. Last time-"
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Breaking The Thug
RomanceTwenty year old Adama Kamara has found herself once again stuck trying to escape from a situation that she shouldn't even be involved in. Read and you'll love it. I can almost guarantee it lol.