Damira Johnson had been a good girl all her life. She graduated top of her class and was now ready for college. Her only problem was, she was broke. Broker than broke. And tuition wasn't cheap.
Along came Reese Matthews. A successful business man wi...
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Damira Johnson.
Damira and Bella sat on the bench at the courts next to Iris's "girlfriend" waiting for the game to be over. It was hot as hell and he was their ride back home. As much as they'd like to walk back and not be in the same car as Alisha, Iris swore they'd get kidnapped or something and insisted on driving them home.
"I wish he'd bring his ugly ass on." Bella whined propping her head up on her hand.
"Chill off my man bitch."
"Chill off the dicks bitch. Pussy hotter than a summer in Texas." Mira mugged Alisha making sure she knew the clap back was directed towards her. Ain't nothing more disrespectful than a bitch that's not your friend calling you a bitch.
Alisha stomped off the benches towards the court interrupting the entire game. It earned her a few stares and names called out by the other men playing, but she didn't care as long as she was the center of attention. She always had to be the center of attention.
"Chill off my girl y'all." Iris spoke approaching the bench with a smiling Alisha behind him. Mira and Bella looked at each other with a bored expression. It was really fuck him and his girl if they had anything to say about it.
They stood up off the bench and began walking only for Iris to call them right back. "Chill out man what y'all in such a rush for?"
"It's hot ass fuck out here and she getting on my last god damn nerve."
"I bet if you take that damn hoodie off you won't be hot Mira."
"Nope. It's apart of my outfit!"
He shook his head and looked off towards the parking lot seeing one of his boys walking towards his car. He trusted him. "Yo Don! Mind dropping off my lil sisters right quick?"
"If they comin' wit me they better come on. It's hot as the fuck out here." He yelled back signaling them over. You definitely didn't have to tell them twice. Damira was the first one to approach the all white Range. He'd opened the door for her and let her in before closing it after her.
"Well damn you couldn't open my door?" Bella whined getting in the back seat.
"My fault sis." He chuckled looking over at Mira who was too into her phone to notice. He admired her beautiful features for a second before speaking to her. "What's ya name sweet heart?"
"Sweet heart? That's the best you could come up with." The bored expression from earlier remained on Mira's face. She definitely wasn't interested in niggas right now. All they wanted to do was fuck anyways.
