Black Bombshells
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She's Black.
She's Beautiful.
She's Brilliant.
She's a Bombshell.
She's Brie Baker.
For most boys at her school she's considered to be unapproachable, which she was. And having friends that were equally as beautiful as her didn't help. That's until one boy finally decided to approach her. A boy she discovered that she had encountered before, and a guy she didn't mind approaching her. But of course she wasn't that easy to approach.
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*** "Boy who got you over here giggling and stuff?" I lift my head and quickly put my phone on my chest to hide the screen from my mom. "Chill" I told her, failing to stop the smile that spread across my face. "Ok, so who is she?" She asked plopping herself down on the couch while staring at me with curious eyes. I just shake my head and laugh to myself. That's my motha f*cking baby...is what I wanted to say, but didn't. "We just friends Mom." "Mhmm" She said as she got up and walked away, not believing a single word. ***
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