Graduation..... new beginnings right? It's supposed to be up from here....
Katarra is a good girl to the core. Straight A's and a spoiled brat. Graduating alongside her bestfriend. She's ready for the world. Always having her head in a book but ears...
Katarra Kash..." my principal says my name . I hear my family yelling in the background as I cross the stage. The smile on my face and tears in my eyes as I do this. Not only was I the baby in a liter of 4, but I was the 2nd to graduate out of the bunch sadly. It's my 2 brothers, older sister and I . Out of the bunch, my sister and I are the only ones to graduate.
"Congratulations Ms. Kash, it's been a long 4 years." My principal and I share a hug . He's seen me at my worst and best. There were times I wanted to give up and this man wouldn't let me. As I walk down the stairs I look up to the dark blue sky, stars dancing like diamonds. I let a tear drop, kiss it and hold it to the sky, "This for you mama and papa." I say as I make my way back to the assigned seating.
After the ceremony I meet up with the rest of my family.
"I did it Stank, I did it!" I say running to my older brother Zack. "You did! I'm so proud of you baby girl." He says . My whole family has teary eyes and I'm just so happy. Zack picks me up a twirls me around like he did when I was younger laughing. Out of all my siblings, his and I bond were the strongest. He's really like my twin despite our 8 year age difference. We favor the most with our light skin, curly hair, high cheek bones, and sneaky eyes.
"Look at my baby. Girl, you know how proud I am of you. Damn. My baby graduated." My dad pulls me in for a hug . I just hold onto him and take in his scent. As long as I can remember I've always been a daddy's girl. All I've ever wanted to do was make him proud. And today I know I've done just that.
My other siblings, Katrina and Ziek, congratulate me and we break off from dad and meet up with my best bitch Amari.
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(Ziek(left) and Zack(on right) "Bitch we grown as fuck! Owwwwwwwwww" My bestfriend yells out while twerking. I run over and join her laughing. This is our night of many . Graduation tonight, my birthday in 6 days, and hers in 8. We're just getting started ********* "What you think of this?" I ask Amari while in the mirror. Tonight I'm wearing a red dress that goes amazing with my blonde hair I got installed for graduation but because I have drunk plans it's in a high bun.
"Yeeees bitch, I'd fuck the shit outta you if I had a dick." She yells licking her lips. I don't know if it's the fact we've been drinking or what but she's been very flirty. And me ? Oh ima step. My bitch bad as fuck. Amari is a 5'4, thick as hell, chocolate goddess. She's bbw but only where it counts if you ask me. Fat ass, big breast, and a tummy for added comfort. She's honestly gorgeous. Lately she's been very suggestive and I don't mind one bit. We've crossed that line before and if anything, it made us closer.
"Good to know. But you know ya don't need a dick to fuck me right?" I cock my head to the side with a sly smirk. I have no problem with flirting back.
"We gonna be fine as fuck for this party man." She's dress in a black and red shorts set with these Gucci booties I got while splurging with my dad. I went for a more simple wear with some cute heels on sale. I didn't have a soul to impress tonight. We were going to this club where my brother was promoting. He's getting us in free of course. I honestly can't remember a time I had to pay to get in a club. Making a way out I grabbed my keys to my pink Audi A6 and headed out. It's a good guess to say I'm a spoiled brat. My father said make good grades and I can get whatever I want and he's kept that promise since pre-k. My father is a CEO of Microsoft , and my grandfather was a professional overseas boxer. When he passed away he left his money to me. Not even my father or any of my uncles and aunts. They didn't mind but I still felt that I shouldn't have received it. My grandfather was my heart. When he fell ill I stayed with him. I finished my semester I needed for school my senior year and waited on him hand and foot. He died in April. He might not have been there physically but I felt him spiritually. My papa would outright tell you I was his favorite person.
