Chapter Twelve

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Entry #4

Rakim... where do I start with you? You'd become my rock... always forgave me when I was messing up and yet I continuously let you slip from my finger tip. You've dealt with my indecisiveness for so long and your the main reason that I lasted as long as I did going to this school... being around new people. You kept me sane the most.

 My head rests in my hands, a light smile on my face as I watch my two friends enjoy themselves

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My head rests in my hands, a light smile on my face as I watch my two friends enjoy themselves. We'd found ourselves at another party and I was finally getting used to the scene.
"Chris! Come dance with me!" Someone calls my name and I slowly move my vision over to the voice. A girl, Hannah I learned her name was recently, was standing with a smile on her face. Her creamy cheeks blush pink when I smile a little at her.
"I don't feel like standing." I mumble, my voice raspy. Damn this weed was hitting me hard.
"Oh come on lazy! You shouldn't have smoked so much! You look faded!" She giggles before coming up to me. Her body falls into my lap before she flips her brunette hair behind her shoulders. She was a little white girl so her weight didn't bother me. Don't get it mistaken though, Hannah had the body of a black woman.
"I think you have to make reservations to sit here." I joke and close one eye, peaking up at her from the other. This lighting was fucking with me.
"Oh I do, do I?" She questions cutely, poking out her bottom lip. I nod and she giggles once more before bending her face down closer to mine. "Come dance with me please?" She begs and I give her a playful eye roll before sighing.
"Okay, let's go." I give in and she squeals before standing up. She reaches her hand out to me and I grasp the small limb with my large one.

She 'pulls' me up and I chuckle as she leads me to the middle of the living room with the many other bodies. 'Bandz a Make Her Dance' by Juicy J begins to play and she smirks before looking back at me. I raise my brows at her, smirk on my own lips as she begins to bends over. Her hips begin to move to the beat and she presses herself firmly against my pelvis. I suck my bottom lip into my mouth and trap it between my teeth. My hands grip her slim waist and I let her do her thing. By the time the songs over we were both sweaty and breathing hard. She smiles as she turns to face me, her leg hiking up and latching around my hip. She begins to grind to the next song and I palm her bottom in my hands. She takes a slow lick of her lips before tangling her fingers in my hair and pulls my head down. My eyes close as our lips touch, the motion of her hips against mine never ceasing. Before she can trap me with a kiss I pull away before licking my lips.
"Sorry..."'I mumble as she furrows her brows at me. Shaking her head she pushes her hair from her face.
"No I'm sorry... I shouldn't have done that... I had to much to drink." She laughs nervously and I give her a small smile. "I'm going to go freshen up..." She sways awkwardly before beginning g to walk away.
"Okay..." I mumble as I watch her make her way towards the stairs.

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