Soul Fly
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Last published Wed, Apr 16, 2025
Ju nearly stopped in her tracks. The girl in front of her wasn't just fine. She was bad as hell. Smooth brown skin glowing under the weak-ass classroom lights, black baby hairs slicked to perfection. She had on a cropped pink Baby Phat jacket, snug jeans hugging her hips just right, and some fresh white Air Maxes.
She sat toward the back of the classroom, one hand twirling a pen, the other adjusting the strap of her fitted black tank top. The fabric hugged her frame just right, showing off smooth caramel skin.
Ju smirked as the teacher handed her a worksheet without even looking at her. She snatched it up and made her way straight to the seat next to the girl.
"Yo, you cool if I sit here?"
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