Dear Rayan, (Ray Ray ❤️)

Party

picture of charlottes outfit on here 😽

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We walked in to this club "Loud" that's not too far from our campus, and instantly got hype when we saw our friend Meechie ( a football player who is the security at the front door). He let us in and I smiled as I saw Craig making different drinks and sweet talking ladies. Yeah we got into the same college, and we decided to stick together. After that whole incident in high school, me and Craig finished high school online. Then that's when we took the test, passed, and got the hell out of Cali.

Craig has grown up, a lot, and lemme tell you, he is fine as hell now, sometimes I look at him like, now what the hell happened to the ugly Mohawk having Craig I remember. But trust me, I ain't tripping. "Wassup ma!" He said sliding over the bar countertop and hugging me. I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. Gia dapped up with Craig and smiled. Craig made me and Gia our fav drink while we had a private conversation. "So look, I been thinking a lot about you and I forreal forreal think that we should make this official?" Gia said. I rolled my eyes at her, because she does this all the fucking time. I don't think that she understands, we are not a real thing. "Look, Gia, I will admit yah head game is on point, but I like men, period." I say rubbing her shoulder. "When my lips are on your pussy, and you're moaning my name and telling me you love me, that's more than just a friendship Charlotte, why won't you accept the fact that you like me..?!" She semi-yelled at me. "Bitch get the fuck out of here, I don't give a fuck about you. The fawk you mean boy. 😂" I said laughing as my tipsy started kicking in. She shakes her head and gets up, putting the money down for our drinks and walking back out. I just crossed my legs and sipped on my drink.

"Why you keep doin her like that Char?" Craig says, slightly chuckling. "Because she doesn't get it Craig man. I like dick, period." I say gettin up and backing away from the counter slowly as my drink sinks in. "You look good ma!" Craig yelled as I threw up 'dueces ✌️' and walked on the dance floor. I started dancing all around and making my way toward the middle of the floor. I was just swaying my hips and smiling, letting the world move in slow motion.

I saw stilettos and Jordan's, converses and boots, flats and platforms, all types of shoes and outfits as I looked down, pullin my hat down a little more.

All of a sudden I felt a pair of big, strong, but delicate hands grip my waist, followed by a boner and spine tingling attempt to yell over the music in my ear. "Wassup shawty" he said in his nasal but deep voice. I yelled back "wassup boo." While biting my lip. I swayed my hips on him as he did the same to my backside. "I like yah outfit ma, compliments yah figure." He complimented, I just slowed my sway, making him hunger for more. "You from Cali?" I asked. "Yeah you can tell?" He asked. "As a matter of fact I can, that accent is definitely a Cali guy accent." I felt him smile and gave an unseen smirk.

"Well you gotta be from Cali with a bangin body like that?!" In other words, did I get work done on my hourglass figure. "Nah, I just had a huge come up from high school boo." I laughed. I turned around to see his outfit and the moment I turned around my tipsy-ness, disappeared and fear filled my entire body. Rayan Smith.