Delondon
"It's lit like a lamp, lick you lick a stamp, beat this pussy up I take it like a champ, Balenciagaaaa mama I know you heard about her, spoil me in Prada I worth every dollar" I was rapper along to She Bad by Cardi B while getting ready.
"Mmmm" Amor said while walking out of the bathroom and shaking her head.
"What" I asked while still dancing in the mirror.
"Bitches get dicked down and don't know how to act" She said with a smirk. I rolled my eyes. She always got something to say.
"Girl whatever, it was a one-time thing" I said while slipping my shirt on. It was a Friday morning I was getting ready for class. I was a good mood and maybe Amor knew why. I've been getting dick from Micah all week and I have been in a wonderful mood all week. Now I know it was supposed to be a one-time thing but after he blessed me that second time, I guess you can say your girl is addicted.
"You think I'm slow. Last Sunday when we were all chilling at his house it took you a long time to come back down them stairs missy" Amor said while sliding her shoes on. We both at 9 o'clock classes so we usually walked out at the same time. "It's ok though, I'm just glad my bitch getting her life" Amor said which caused both of us to do a girly scream.
"Girl me too and the more it happens the less I feel bad about it" I said sitting down on the bed.
"Wait how many times, have ya'll did it" She asked raising an eyebrow.
Biting my lip, I answered "Just about every day since the game"
"Ok then Miss one time only, I see you" Amor said.
"Bitch whatever. You ready" I asked. I was completely done getting dressed and it was already a quarter to 9 and I didn't want to be late for class.
"Yea girl, let's bounce" We walked out the room together and walked the campus until it was time for us to depart ways.
Walking into my 9 o'clock I felt a pair eyes on me. I looked and notice this girl was staring at me. It was pretty dark brown girl with long natural hair. It framed her face so perfectly. I think her name is Ariana or something like that. I've noticed her before but only because she always has heels on and it just baffles me that someone would torture their feet like that every day. However, I could not figure out why she was mugging me. I don't even know her; besides the fact we have this class together. Not letting her mug steal my good mood I smiled at her and continued to my seat.
"Dang why shorty keep looking at you like that" this boy named King asked. King was this short, ok well maybe not short but we were the same height so in my eyes that's short, light skin boy from New York. We would study together for test and share answers sometimes.
"I don't know, I didn't even know she was still looking at me" I replied shrugging my shoulders.
"Well watch your back ma, she looks like she wants your head" he said causing both of us to laugh. "Test Monday...Study session Sunday" he asked.
"Of course, I'll hit you up or you can hit me up since you be busy" I said cocking my head to the side. He let out a genuine laugh.
"The ladies be having me busy" he said while we walked out of the classroom together. The class was officially over, and I was done for today.
"Mhmm, hope you out there being safe King" I said before parting way with him.
As I was walking out of the building I saw the same damn girl staring at me. Ok this is getting creepy, however I just continued to walk to the Student Union. I went to the Starbucks and got me a muffin and a Frappe.
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Kiss Me If You Can
RomanceMeet DeLondon Sparkle Jordan. Eighteen years old and ready to take on life. For the first time in her life she is about to be on her own as she travels across the country to attend the college of her dreams. Ecstatic as any new freshman she doesn't...