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I went upstairs to get dressed. For some reason, I was feeling this navy polo sweatsuit. I was dressing like I was in winter. Even though it was only February.

I heard a knock on my door. It was Kiara. " You wanna come with me?" "Where?" I asked. " With Ben he said he wanna take me out somewhere, " she explained. "Nah I'm good it finna look like I'm cock-blocking" I replied. She looked at me for a second and said "Ouuu, you just wanna be with yb" Making her way out she then added, "Don't think he wanna be with an unexperienced basic hoe like you".

Sometimes it could be your close friends who say the shit that hurt the most. Kiara speaks her mind I'm kinda used to it but sometimes she gets too carried away and excited. So she just says whatever pops up in her head without giving a fuck.

I began to change my clothes. I heard a knocked on the door. Still, with only my underwear on thinking it was Kiara, I answered the door. Which is probably the dumbest thing to do especially in a house with a bunch of men I just met.

"Why am I always seeing you in underwear?" Kentrell asked he scaring the living shits outta me. " Why you always popping up when you're not wanted" I replied. " You only a fan stay in yo place, "he snapped back." What do you want anyway, "I asked him trying to crack the door remembering I was still in underwear. "I can't find my watch," he said. I scanned the room carefully. "I'm busy right now but if I find it imma let you know cuz right now I don't see it," I told him. "Ight bet but if I found out you stole it imma fuck you up and I mean that," he aggressively said. I didn't even bother responding I just closed the door.

I got back to my business, putting on the clothes I added some ugg boots to make my outfit stand out.

Everybody was downstairs in the living room all dressed up. "Where the fuck is you going in these hot ass clothes," Ben said as he laughed.

I opened the door and replied," it's a bit breezy you know". I heard a bunch of laughter behind me. Kiara ran up to me. "Ouu, you look nice," she said. I said the same thing to her. We both took pictures of each other all around the outside of the house. She posted her pictures first while I edited mine.

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I unfollowed and followed kentrell so he could see my inta or at least follow me back. I had to remember this nigga has over 6 million followers he probably got a thousand plus followers a minute.

Ben, on the other hand, asked me for my Instagram it wasn't a surprise he already had Kiara's Instagram. I guess he gave it to Montana because not long after I saw Montana's follow along with his. After that, I finally posted my pictures on the Instagram I knew I wasn't suppose to have.

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Ben and Kiara went on their lil date or whatever. Montana stayed inside on his phone sounded like he was talking business.

Kentrell came from the living room and went into his car. He walked passed me on the stairs outside. He went and parked his car right in front of the yard. Facing sideways but in front of me. I started to pretend like I was doing something on my phone to avoid me from looking up meanwhile I was just on Settings experimenting and shit.

"Say, when you done texting your lil boyfriend come here, " Kentrell yelled to me. I took a minute to actually come as if I was texting my boyfriend that I knew I didn't have.

He handed me a small bag " put this inside," he said. I did exactly what he said and came back outside on the stairs. He blew his horn and said, "Say I ain't tell you, you done hop in."

I went into the passager seat. The music in the car as loud as fuck. I was very surprised I didn't hear it from the outside. It was quiet as hell. He took a towel and wiped his face. This nigga fine as fuck doing that imagine him fucking me I thought.

I knew I had to say something. " "What do you call a bucket that is pink," I said like some dumbass bitch. He started looking at me strangely like he was confused as hell. I broke the silence again and said "a pink bucket". He smiled at me and said, "Mane you retarded as fuck". We both laughed.

He leaned closer to me and I got chills. He only did this because he was trying to take his phone out of his back pocket. He looked at it and turned it back off." Tell me about yourself all I know right now is you goofy as fuck, " he said.

I started to answer "Well I am 16 years years old but I'm still grown as fuck. My birthday is in three days. I like to sing but really can't. I'm from Florida. I'm an only child and I just like to try new things." I looked at him hoping he would get that last part which was my attempt to kinda flirt.

He kept looking at my arm and I was deeply confused about why. Maybe it's a fetish I thought.

He began to speak, "Well my names Kentrell," he said in a playful way. "But"- he got interrupted by a phone call I decided to use my phone so it won't be like I was eavesdropping even though I was.

I prayed it wasn't one of his hoes and that he didn't have any. He was mainly just saying "bet" and "ight". He got off the phone and stared at me. " Make sure no one touches my bag imma be back". I left the car and went back inside and heard him pull off.

A couple minutes later I looked back at my photo I posted " I was surprised to see that he liked it but didn't follow me. That son of a bitch. My stomach began to be filled with butterflies. I smiled and faced my phone down. Then I noticed my arm. It still had marks left from when I had started to cut myself and tried to slit my wrist a couple of months ago.

Damn this nigga gonna think I'm crazy. All the excitement I had left my body.

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PSA: IM SORRY IF I MESSED UP THE SLANG I'M NOT FROM BATON ROUGE SO IF YOUNGBOY TALKING A LIL PROPER IM SWORRY.