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random images of the actress in her prime flickered by in my head like a nonstop slideshow. the sight of her beautiful face cloaked in trendy 90s clothes with her signature smile shining bright as always aroused me even further. the pace my hand kept wrapped around my shaft to stroke my hard member picked up speed. the napkins i had in my right hand were gripped so tightly i was sure the soft material could be turned into dust with just a little added friction. my orgasm neared and a low fuck betrayed me by becoming audible to the walls of my room but inaudible to anyone around it's perimeter. my eyelids squeezed shut against each other as my sweet release edged closer to it's peak. my soft substance shot out into the air and landed all over my bare stomach and the sheets of the bed. once i came down from the privileged euphoria i came to my senses. i looked down at myself with disgust and at my sheets with even more disgust. i wiped myself and my sheets off with the crinkled napkins and tossed them away in the bin by my door.

after stripping my sheets and getting a towel to wrap around my nude torso i went and took a shower to clean my body of my sticky dna, take care of my morning hygiene and get ready for school. i lotioned my entire body and matched up some grey drop crotch joggers with a white shirt that had stussy's signature logo on it in gold paired with high top white forces. i wore this outfit to more appease veronica. veronica is a girl i used to fuck with before i started fucking melanie; i cut veronica off because i'm not the type of nigga to stick my dick everywhere. the idea of it doesn't attract me because i never know what's been in there before me and what going in after me. i do have my moments of sexing several girls but it never becomes common in my life. i'm going to be honest with you, one time i caught something, it was anything major or permanent but it scared me enough to not go deep diving in every ocean. i learned my lesson.

back to veronica, since the melanie situation is over i've made a decision to try and see if ronnie, my nickname for veronica, would let me back in. it might be a far shot but a nigga can try. comfortable and content with my outfit i strolled out of my room with my battery dead cell phone in my pocket into the kitchen. i opened up the pantry and grabbed the box of strawberry poptarts, i took out one package and looked up the time on the clock above the refrigerator. it was halfway past seven and i had to be in school by eight so everything was cool. i passed by my mother sitting down in her loveseat while sipping her coffee. i tried to get out of the apartment but she stopped me.

" malachai xavier, get back here." my mother called me by my first and middle name so the situation was mildly serious. i sighed lowly so she wouldn't pick it up and made my way over to her resting position in the seat. i bended down to deliver a kiss to her cheek and attempted to butter her up with an i love you.

"chai why did i get a call from your school that you were not present after lunch? are you skipping school?" she hounded me with questions of my whereabouts and i thought of a good enough lie.

"mom, of course i was there. we had a sub in my history class so attendance wasn't taken and i stayed behind in my science class after it ended to get some extra work. we both know my grades haven't been the best and i'm still waiting on a acceptance letter from that college so i have to look good. the teacher gave me an excuse that i took to my next teacher after school was over." my mother completely eyed me down as i presented my lie. as her eyes squinted i could fell the impending doom but her eyelids relaxed and she returned to her coffee.

"mhm, don't let it happen again." she warned. i gave her another kiss and exited the building before she asked me another question.

as i stepped out of the house the warm california air hit my face and the bright sun rays beamed down on my dark skin. i had a good feeling about today. i don't understand where that feeling came from or is based off of but it enlightened me. my feet stomped against the pavement of the sidewalk until i could hear the rolling of wheels behind me. an object zoomed past me and i could see the figure on the skateboard, the person turned around and it was jaylin's face with a sinister smile etched onto his face. i sent him a hard glare that erupted a laugh from him before he returned to facing the right direction and continuing onto school. i'm actually mad as fuck that i left my skateboard and book bag in my locker. now i have to walk and catch the bus.