"So when you gon' stop playing and let me hit that shit, Zuria?" Mitch asked while he smoked a blunt in my mother's living room and we both sat on the floor. "Let you hit this?" I asked, raising an eyebrow as I watched him blow smoke into the air. "Yeah." He smirked, cockily. "How about when you learn how to talk to your girlfriend?" I took the blunt out of this hands and smashed it on the ashtray that was on the coffee table. "Whatchu do that for?" He bit his bottom lip, leaning into me. "Hm?" He went on, softly biting my neck. "I've told you, you can't smoke in here, Mitchell." "You're really not even supposed to be here." I said to him, considering my mother did not condone boys in her house but here he was. He'd completely ignored me though as he mushed his head into my neck, leaving small kisses. "Stop." I whined playfully as he pushed himself up onto me and kissed my lips, pushing me backwards with our lips still attached. "Mitch." I spoke nervously as he climbed on top of me while I now laid my back onto the carpet. "Let me hit that shit, ma." He spoke softly into my ear as he continued leaving kisses on my neck. "Mitch, we cant. My mom will be home from work soon." I expressed to him but he ran his hands up my school skirt anyway. "Stop bitchin'." "Let me finally pop that cherry, Z." He spoke, putting his lips on mine as he slowly moved my underwear aside and rubbed his fingers against my Girl. "Mm." I moaned, unfamiliar with this feeling but it felt great. And though I knew my mother would be here soon, I no longer wanted to stop. He continued rubbing it as I laid there, looking up into his eyes. As I did, he smirked down at me and I smiled small, rubbing a hand down his cheek. I was so in love with this boy.

Eh, this rude, but, if you comment something rude or something I don't like, you getting "muted" as Wattpad calls it. ir·re·place·a·ble /ˌi(r)rəˈplāsəb(ə)l/ adjective -impossible to replace if lost or damaged. 17 Year old Zaidee Carter had been a good girl all her life. She had the best reputation and had no dirt on her name. She was shy and humble, and sometimes she let people do her dirty. She was a girl who was struggling but still smiled. A lot of guys wanted her because she was still a virgin and not many girls at her school still owned their innocence. But Zaidee wouldn't let them get to her just so they could use her. 18 Year old Kofi Azeem had spent his junior year locked up. Kofi was young but his name was ringing fear and terror in niggas' hearts. He was a cold hearted nigga who had spent most of his life struggling and when he finally came up off a check he chased the money and didn't let no bitch or nigga stop him from getting his bills. Kofi was that nigga who only fucked bad bitches- he didn't do relationships but bitches were quick to go crazy over him even if he'd never given them any attention. Kofi comes back to school his senior year. Tune in to find out what happens when him and Zaidee cross paths. Of course they're gonna fall in love. Read to find out how it all comes about. How the both of them end up Irreplaceable for one another.