Too Many Chances

Okay, look this story is about how a boy name Kidd gave this girl name Kaleya to many chances in their relationship. So if this ever happened to you, you ever did it to somebody, or if you witnessed it, vote for my story. Because this is the Reality_Checc

Chapter 1: Just A Start

This girl that been going to Statistics High School name Kaleya Miller a.k.a Pretty Lady, has always been atleast one grade level higher than a boy name Lamar Johnson a.k.a Kidd. He was known as Kidd since he was a freshman at Statistics High School. And Kaleya was known as Pretty Lady since about two weeks before her 8th grade graduation. But they never met until Lamar was in the 10th grade and Kaleya was in the 11th. So of course based on Kaleya's nickname everybody thought she was pretty. Almost every boy in the 10th grade wanted Kaleya, even boys that already had a girlfriend. But to be honest, only about seven got to get with her. Kaleya was blushed but confused at the same time. Kaleya knew she was pretty but not pretty enough for everybody to want her like that. She had never told any body how she felt about herself. She thought people was too immature to understand.

But meanwhile, while Kaleya was having a method about how she felt, Lamar was just getting his reputation built up. But one day Kaleya moved on the same street as Lamar, Stoner St. But see Stoner St. was very quiet to Kaleya when she first moved there. Just how she liked it. But little did she know, first impressions did not always describe. See at the time everybody was either at the basketball court around the corner, in their house, or gone some where else with their personal business.

I know yall probably think that was a short session but thats not all. Its more to come. I would give yall a hint on whats going to happen but just check out the rest of the story. But some of yall probably mad because yall was just getting into it and I cut yall off like on one of those Maury shows sometimes when he's about to gives the DNA or lie detector test results. But Continue reading because I got you. Fyi, I might be saying something about

P.O.V. which means Point Of View.