Their Stories (K.Dot)

No Turning Back

Darrell

"Okay class!" said the teacher, Mr. Karr. "Get out your study guides from Wednesday."

Slowly, I leaned towards my bookbag and pulled out my halfway finished study guide. I didn't think anything about it until now. I had an eventful weekend, so I could careless about schoolwork.

"Did you do yours?" Van asked me.

"H-ll no," I responded. "You?"

He shook his head and laid down on the desk.

"Turner!" yelled the teacher. "Head up!"

"Man f-ck you," he mumbled. Surprisingly, the teacher didn't hear him and instead went over to his desk.

"Well, he's gettin' d-hall," I mumbled, while turning around towards Mariah. "Hey baby."

"Hey," she looked at her study guide. Taking my finger, I tilted her head towards me face.

"Hey. Baby,"

She smiled and giggled. "Hey. You do your homework?"

"H-ll no," I took her hand. "Too busy thinking about your thing."

"My thing?"

"You know," I said as I stuck my tongue between two fingers.

"You're so nasty," she giggled some more. "I love it."

"Hm, you better,"

"Well, you could've gotten some two nights ago," she leaned forward.

"Can I get some tonight?"

"Nope. I got the photo-shoot today,"

"I thought that was last week or something?"

"Eh, after that thing with Lulu, I've been moved to today with three other girls,"

"You want me to go with you this time?"

"You gotta go to the studio,"

"Oh yeah," I mumbled. "How's your schedule for this week?"

She took her schedule out of her back pocket and gave it to me. I'm planning on spending a night only with her. Since my drug dealing got in the way with digging inside her, I've decided to make it up to her.

"Good, you're off friday," I gave it back to her. "Me and you are hanging out."

"Um, what exactly are we doing?"

"You'll see," I said, as I licked my lips slowly.

"Stop," she giggled.

The majority of the day went by pretty fast. Mariah was worrying more and more about mid-terms coming up while I just kicked back and focused on my customers. So far, everything is running like it should be with dealing, except I need to be more on the look out for cops. Thankfully it was only Mr. Peyton Saturday night, but it could've easily been someone else.

The last class for the day is Anatomy 121 and the teacher just let everyone chill and talk to one another. Mariah has a different teacher, so it's just me, Shania, and X.

"Uh oh. Mrs. Crystal got that look," mumbled Shania.

"What look?" I responded, before Mrs. C stood in front of the class.

"Just a little reminder class," she started. "Mid-terms are coming up shortly. Everything from chapters ten through fifteen will be on the study guide and you have your notes to use as reference."

Once she sat down in her chair, us three resumed talking.

"Man, f-ck mid-terms," stated X.

"Why is that?" replied Shania.