His body gets closer to where I can feel him against me. The entire time this is happening, our eyes are still in contact. Suddenly, he brings his lips to my neck from behind, and they just stay there.
" Ronnie, stop!" I say, tur...
I drag my feet down the stairs as my step mother calls me. I walk to my father's bedroom, where her head is peeking out, waiting for me. I stand there, impatiently waiting for her to say what she has to say.
" Out of courtesy for your father and I, could you please go down to the house where they are having a party and tell them to cool it. We can hear the music from here. And I'm sure you're studying and—"
"Do I have to?" I say as my tolerance level lowers, along with my attitude.
"Yes , you do. Ain't that what she just said?"my father says sternly. I roll my eyes and go back into my bedroom.
" Finally, are we done studying?" Roxanne says.
"No girl....I'm doing you a favor. You the one that has to make up a test this summer. And I'll be back. You keep studying."
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I hear Roxanne pout and I smirk, leaving the house. I approach the house, where there are tons of cars and loud music.
"Here goes nothing..." I mumble to myself as I go to the front door
RONNIE
Loud music thumps the walls, and all you could see if you was this party was a bunch of gyrating bodies. Everyone had made their way to the back, so I chilled in front , smoking a blunt and relaxin with a few of my boys. " Ayooooooo Ron, why you sitting here acting like you at home? There's a bunch of bitches out here that you could be slidin on, but nah you in here smoking a blunt. That's some shit you could at home!" Slim says with a bottle of Vodka in his hand.
" Slim, go sit yo drunk ass down somewhere! Out here lookin dumb as hell!!" Orlando yells.
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