"Okay if you say so" Caramel left out of the room; the doorbell ranged.
"Do you want me to get it ", she said running down the stairs.
"Sure "Hbe replied. When she got to the door an unfamiliar face peeked through the peep hole.
She asked who it was, his name was Johnny.
"Johnny is here "she yelled. "Whoever that is"
"Open it up" Charles called from upstairs. Caramel opened the door
Standing there was a cute tall white guy who had curly brown hair. He looked about 6 ft.
He was dressed nice. He had on a black hat with a white shirt that had
a leather blazer, black jeans and white Jordan's. Standing by him was a
petite dirty blond and brown haired girl.
She was as tall as Caramel who was 5.4ft; she also was white.
"Hey! I'm Caramel call me Cici" ,Caramel said excited .
"Whassup ma'", the tall white guy said and just like Charles he had huge dimples.
"I'm Johnny call me J-dizzy" he smiled.
"Come on in j-dizzy I'll get Charles". As on cue Charles appeared right behind her.
"Or maybe not", she blushed.
"Char, this bad one yours bro?" he said referring to Caramel.
"Naw, she's the homie "he blushed.
"You mind if I get with her?" He started eyeing Caramel down. The petite blind look awkward and nervous.
"Dude calm you hot tail down" Charles said mimicking his mother.
"Alright bro"He smiled "I was just playing" Caramel turned to face the petite girl.
She was quiet at first. Caramel didn't realize but as she watched the girl
she seem to notice her staring at Charles from time to time.
Charles had on a black tain-top that exposed his muscular figure, some dark blue skinny jeans with a skeleton chain and converses. From
time to time he would play with his lip ring and sexily shake his hair out of his face.
The girl's eyes literary bugged out when Charles flexed his chest showing off for his brother.
"Charles is Johnny the brother you were talking about lived in Paris
and was coming to town? Caramel asked. Even though Caramel and
Charles been friends for a while Johnny always lived with his father-
Jeena's ex-boyfriend .Whenever Charles wanted to see him he would go
over there so Caramel never got to see him.
"Yupperz that moi Mi. Cheri!" He said calmly in French
"Wow...I thought you were going to be a prissy stuck up French guy boy was I wrong!" The words slipped from her lips.
"Well hunny you shouldn't be so stereo type not everybody from Paris are stuck up specially me when I'm an O.G"
"I find that hard to believe but it's so finally nice to meet you".
Johnny turned to Charles, "She's spicy and maybe a challenge for you but I can take her down!"
"Where are my manners everyone this is Isabella she is a friend of mine, he smiled pointing to the blond.
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In The Process
RomanceDay by day the pain comes and go. When will she leave and have the freedom she deserves. Seventeen year old Caramel is faced with everyday struggles. She lives with the her drug addict of a mother who could give less if she was dead or buried alive...
