Dahlia walking to the bus stop.
"You don't need a lot of money....... on your tattooed heart....... loooooovee!"
Dashawn pulls up next to her
"Hey hey hey ladies and gentleman give it up for Dahlia singing her lame ass music", Dashawn says jokingly.
"Shut up Dashawn", I say annoyingly.
Dahlia POV
Dashawn is one of my close friends, well let me say he's closer to my brother. It's been hard after my brother died. I never really found myself to accept the fact that he is gone and since he is, well let me say the world will never be the same.
End of POV
"what are you doing miss thicksum", he said smiling.
"Your brother."
"You have them jokes huh ", he starts to smile.
I start to laugh "I have some, Where is Jarvis?"
"Over slept."
I start to frown.
"Over-Slept, he stay with them little thots, maybe if he stopped maybe his ass won't be so tired."
"Come on miss grumpy pants you know how he is he loves sex.... it runs in the family."
"Man whatever, where are we going anyways", I asked Dashawn.
"I'm taking your white ass to Starbucks", He starts laughing.
"Shut the fuck up nigga and I'm Italian/Colombian/Black."
Dahlia POV
I couldn't blame him though for a Spanish/Black person I love me some Starbucks. My cousin got me all into it and now Starbucks and Chipotle is life.
End of POV
"Who still loves Starbucks so shut up and get in."
"Open the door before I break your shit nigga."
"I wish you would."
He opens the door and Dahlia gets in.
YOU ARE READING
Love.Sex.Drugs
Teen FictionDahlia an 18 year old senior from St. Coast High School finds herself in a situation of love, sex and drugs. She fell in love with a gangsters' brother, Jarvis. After this she saw how life can really be, dangerous, hard, and emotional in ways she di...
