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Nevaeh Johnson is what most would call different. Unlike most of the girls you'll meet she has vitiligo. She has been bullied all of her life because of her skin condition.
The constant bullying has caused her to...
Here comes this bitch ruining everything like always. We just had an amazing makeout session and now I'm regretting coming to school.
"So it's true, Silas can talk"
"You probably have cum in your ears because Silas definitely can't talk"
"I heard a males voice in the closet and something that sounds like groans"
Of course she knows how groans sounds like. Her boy toys must fake their groans though. There's no way they enjoy what she does to them.
"That was me. I was practicing my man voice just in case they want to make a play about you"
She rolled her eyes and looked at Silas. Her eyes scanned his face as if she was trying to figure out if he can talk or not.
"Speak"
"What the hell. He's not a dog you can just command to bark"
She rolled her eyes and took a step closer to Silas. She reached for his hoodie, trying to take it off. Silas quickly moved back and stood on the opposite side.
"I know you're lying and I will prove Silas can talk"
She said as she slowly backed away from us. She was so busy walking backwards trying to intimidate us that she fell over the wet floor sign.
Silas turned around and let out strings of laughter before he turned back around with a straight face. She quickly got up and speed walked back to class.
"Let's go to class before someone else comes"
He nodded his head and walked behind me. I could feel his eyes on my butt but I ignored it. He ain't looking at any meat, all I have is back.
Once we walked in the class everyone started whispering. They acting like they've never seen us hanging out together.
"Nova, why is everyone staring at us?"
I asked once we took our seat next to each other. Nova looked at Silas then at me. She smirked at us and shook her head.
"It's probably because Silas hoodie isn't all the way pulled down so we could see your red lipgloss on his lips"
I looked at Silas and she was right. His lips were bright red. That was probably from me bitting his lips because I have on clear lipgloss.
Throughout the whole class Nova and I were talking about what I'm going to wearing for my date later.
I asked Silas what I should wear and all he said was fancy causal. What the hell does that even mean?
While I was talking with Nova Silas took my hand and started playing with my nails. He took out his phone and text me they look beautiful.
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It better look beautiful. My aunt Fatima woke me up early in the morning just so she can do them. She wants to be a nail tech so I'm her guinea pig.
