hey all. I'll start by answering the first question I got.
No Charmed isn't goth but she would enjoy the clothes. She likes anything that makes her look good.
Also, I decided to update today because I just couldn't wait I'm so exited to be starting my third book in this series. Its the best. but anyway, vote and comment. hope you enjoy. Here's your first chapter
THERE'S A FIRE STARTING IN MY HEART
REACHING A FEVER PITCH AND ITS BRINGING ME OUT THE DARK
FINALLY I CAN SEE YOU CRYSTAL CLEAR
GO AHEAD AND SELL ME OUT AND I'LL LAY YOUR SHIP BARE
SEE HOW I'LL LEAVE WITH EVERY PIECE OF YOU
DON'T UNDERESTIMATE THE THINGS THAT I WILL DO
THERES A FIRE STARTING IN MY HEART
REACHING A FEVER PITCH AND IT'S BRINGING ME OUT THE DARK
THE SCARS OF YOUR LOVE REMIND ME OF US
THEY KEEP ME THINKIN THAT WE ALMOST HAD IT ALL
THE SCARS OF YOUR LOVE
THEY LEAVE ME BREATHLESS
I CAN'T HELP FEELING
WE COULD OF HAD IT ALL
ROLLING IN THE DEEP
YOU HAD MY HEART INSIDE OF YOUR HAND
AND YOU PLAYED IT TO THE BEAT
Adele rolling in the deep Blasted through my phone. I was getting dressed for school. It was kind of a motivational song for me. Just to keep going and knock down any obstacles in my way.
It's my third month of junior year. It's cool. Nobody really messes with me. There is a rumor that whoever messes with me either dies or goes to jail. Mostly because that's happened to almost anyone who's ever crossed me.
I say almost because Robert and mom are still walking the streets being bitches. My mom's son is five months now. He big for his age. Bad as hell too.
He minds me. He doesn't listen to mom or Robert. He slapped Robert yesterday and laughed. I was cracking up.
I guess they getting theirs through my little brother Champion. He's a milk chocolate color and he loves to play and laugh. He always falls asleep on me. He cries when Robert holds him.
I still live with my dad. I could give a fuck about mom and Robert. They could die and i would probably laugh. They don't deserve to get any more tears from me.
I put on my Turquoise blue and black skirt and the turquoise and black sweater to match. It's hella cold outside. I out in my heels that buckle on the ends and out my hair into a bun at the back of my head. I out on some dark lipstick and some shades. I grabbed my new light coat and my bag
I ate some bacon that my dad had cooked and hopped into my jeep that he bought me. It's purple and has leather interior.
I drove off blasting my favorite song by Chris Brown, Body to Body.
I sang along as I drove. I do have a good singing voice. I sound a lot like Angela Winbush. (A\N google her. She's awesome. I specifically suggest you listen to the song Angel by her one of my favorites).
BABY YOU DONT HAVE TO TRY TO READ MY MIND CAUSE YOU KNOW I WANNA GET IT IN. AND TELL ME WHY WOULD WE JUST THINK ABOUT IT IF YOU WANT IT THEN I GOT IT. WE CAN BE BODY TO BODY BODY TO BODY.
I was singing my lil heart out. I pulled up to my school and got out the car. I don't know why, but I'm so happy. I walked in and went to my locker. I opened it and got out my Pre-Ap speech book.
I was on my way to class when I got stopped by Quinntaisia aka Quinn and her home girl Mikasa. They was talking slick, but I out them in they place. Like why the fuck you talking shit? You need to be worried about that child you got but don't take care of.
Quinn is about my height and thick. Not my thick, but thin with a big ass and wide hips. She got small breasts though. She rock all kinds of weird colored weaves and she ratchet as fuck. Today her weave was pink and blonde. She dark brown colored and got on high lighter weave? She need to be punched. Her big lips had some blue lipstick and she had on some bright red eyeshadow. Her earrings were huge and her contacts were a icy blue color. She had on a pink tank top, red and blue tights, and orange shoes. Bitch ratchet as fuck and think she cute. Miss me with that.
Mikasa was better looking. She was cocoa brown with long curly hair that was real. She was thinner and not as curvey, but she still had an hourglass figure. She had full lips and always had in red lipstick. I think she could do so much better than hanging out with Quinn. Today, she had on a pencil skirt and a dark green blouse. Her curly hair was half up half down and she had on gold hoop earrings and some dark green heels to go with her shirt.
"Fat ass" they both said at the same time before walking away.
I shook my head and rolled my eyes. I walked into my English class. It consists of, Toby, Rallo, Frederick, Yolanda, Ingress, Kela, Joshua, Liindra, and me. Not very many people signed up for Pre Ap, so the classes are small.
I sat down and was greeted by everyone. They were happy to see me. Ingress was one of those really creepy people. She just got over her addiction to eating chalk. She stares and follows people around. Her and Toby are a thing. Toby is just as creepy so they belong together.
I took notes and did work sheets. The class isn't boring. I still have the same hippy teacher. He wanted to teach junior classes too.
The class finally ended and I walked out. I put those books back in my locker and grabbed my Pre-calculus books. I know what you're thinking. Why does she have so many Senior classes? Well I took a lot of my Junior classes last year and during the summer. I also took driving classes so I now have a license.
I turned to see fine ass Hobbes and Milo walking down the hall with two thin pretty girls on their arms. I wish that was me. See, they were the finest guys in the school, that I know of.
Hobbes was half Puerto Rican and Jamaican. He had curly brown hair and green eyes. He was a light caramel color and he was about 6'0. He was muscular and had a eight pack. I've only spoke to him once and that was just me helping him with his homework. We have the same Pre Calculus class and he isn't that good. He is so fine though! He could do modelling.
Milo was French and black. He had a bad attitude. He had a Lamborghini. It was all white and had all white leather interior. He rocked a ramp cut with a part down the side. I mean, I don't know what dude hair cuts are called, so I can't exactly explain it. He was damn near a body builder. He has very excellent bone structure and nice plump, kissable lips. He has snake bites and looks a lot like Waka Flocka but without the dreads. He is very tall. About 6'5 and he plays football.
I would have either one of them baby. That would be a beautiful ass child. They both Seniors and they both in my Pre cal class.
I straightened out my outfit, and walked in the class. It was packed. Nerds on one side, Cool kids on the other. I sat in the middle since I don't really consider myself a nerd and I also don't consider myself cool nor popular.
Class went alright. Hobbes and Milo talked and laughed at this one girl because she had a big ass stain on the back of her shirt. I giggled. They looked over at me and I stopped. Man I wish one of them would ask me out. I wish I wasn't lonely and lame. ugh! FML!
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