He's a bad boy.
She's got an attitude.
What happens when they end up together for a year under the same roof?
He teases, she swears, they fight, they fall in love.
The next morning I had to get my lazy ass out of bed at 7:00 am because I had school. Buzzkill much? 'insert eye roll'
Once I was ready I made my way downstairs, Melissa had left me a note saying she had taken the twins to school and Devonte might have left already because he had early sports practice. I made eggs for myself, hopped into my car,my precious baby, a sweet black Lamborghini Aventador and drove to school.
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15 minutes later, I was driving into the parking lot of my prison for the past five years, thank God I only have one to go.
I parked the car, grabbed my stuff and came down. Of course every one was staring but my eyes were only searching for a particular group of people. As I walked to the school entrance I locked eyes with Devonte in the midst of his teammates, we exchanged a quick smile but none of them noticed because they were either too busy drooling over my car or my ass.
As soon as I got to the entrance I saw them. The people I missed so much, the only ones that can stand my stupidly sexy unobservant self. "People, your bitch has arrived!!!" I screamed.
"My bitchhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Dara practically yelled for the whole school to hear.
Darasimi Dosumu. Seventeen years old. One of my closest friends, a fully bred Nigerian girl, and Yoruba. She's really loud and a major party animal. She loves food and lives with her mum, dad and six brothers. She is extremely crazy and swears in Yoruba when she"s pissed. Its actually pretty funny when you get to know what she's saying.
"Mi amorrrrrrrrrr" Liza shrieked.
Elizabeth Cakes. A.K.A Liza. My sexy Latina. Seventeen years old. The only one that can ever knock sense into me when i'm drifting away from reality. The true life of the party and way worse than Dara. Liza's funny, hot and extremely loud.
"Oi! my babe's backkkkkk" Blake whooped.
Blake Riley. My closest and absolutely British boy friend. Eighteen years old. The one I have always counted on to have my back and who's always been there for me even before all the others. Blake is also an absolute pain in the arse but he's like the older brother I never had, funny, sweet, a bit of a bad boy vibe going on and a party addict.
"Hey Deliiiiiiiiiii" Adrian yelled.
Adrian Summers. Eighteen years old. My Canadian bestie. Always there to make me look like a fool and catch me doing embarrassing things at the worst possible moments of my life. Still one of my favourite people in the world, funny, idiotic, embarrassing but extremely smart. Current relationship status is single.
"Glad to spend our last year of prison together"
Everyone seems to agree with me on that.
After catching up on life we head to the secretary's office to grab our schedules. I have classes with all my besties so prison this year may not be so bad at all.
I head to my first class which is Literature and both my girlfriends are in that class so we head down to room 101 together. This year we have Mrs. Jules which is good for us because she's really fun and quite nice.
We take our seats at the second to the last row of the class, its three seats per table. People start filing in and class begins. Ten minutes into the lesson and the door suddenly opens with three hot individuals walking through ready to give their excuses.
Devonte leads the trio with his classic leather jacket, black beanie, black ripped jeans and black NB's. He looked hot. Like always, but I was never going to say that out loud.
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I think the other two were his friends or something because they were beautiful, but not as much as Devonte. They looked mad tho.
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I had to mentally slap myself after realizing how unobservant i've been these past three years. Left to me I wouldn't give a damn about what kind of shit goes down in this school but seriously, how have I not noticed ANY of them?!
They make their way down the aisles and end up sitting right behind us. I can tell Dara and Liza about to explode judging by the way they're cutting off the blood circulation to my arms. I slap the back of their heads simultaneously which seems to earn chuckles from the gods behind us but I do my best to ignore it because I can feel the burning sensation of someone's eyes on the back of my head.
This is going to be the longest year of my life.
Hopefully I'll live to see graduation.
Hey beautiful peeps, you've met all her friends and her mini encounter with Devonte.
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