“Bitch? You must not know ‘bout me, you trick ass hoe.” I snapped as I got all in her face. She was at least four inches taller than I was, but I didn’t care.
“Bitch, you better get your little Ethiopian ass out my face!” the Pretty bitch screamed. I have to admit that she got me with her little rank. People often compared me to the Ethiopian people, because of my brown complexion combined with my grade of hair. It was much finer than the average black person‘s.
“Bitch, I know your light bright damn near white ass aint talking! I will drag your ass all through this parking lot!” I barked as I shoved her.
She stumbled a little before balling up her fists, as if she wanted to jump stupid, while her face turned beet red.
“Melissa, calm down. That girl looks like she’s no older than thirteen or fourteen. Your ass is eighteen years old and will go straight to jail.” the girl with the napkins, said as she tried to pull my new-found enemy away.
I didn’t know if she was trying to be Captain Save-a-Hoe, but I didn’t need saving. Those hoes didn't know who they were fucking with. I had taken down bitches twice their ages back in my hood.
“Naw, that bitch don’t have to worry about going to jail, because the ambulance will be her first-class escort, when they have to surgically remove my fist out of her mouth!” I yelled.
“Girl, that little prissy bitch aint gon do shit, so let this shit go.” the broad with the napkins told the pretty bitch.
It was obvious that my physical appearance mislead them, so I ran up on that bitch and straight slid her ass. My two-piece was so cold that the pretty bitch flew to the ground. The broad with the napkins just stood, shocked with her mouth wide open. I was about to stomp her ass out too, when I felt some strong arms holding me back. I turned and saw that it was Jahrein holding me.
“Raven, baby, stop. You gon get in trouble. The security coming.” he uttered, as he pulled me away. We broke out running and ran straight across the parking lot and then across Bellaire.
He was out of breath once we made it to a shopping center across from the mall. “Damn girl, you pack a mean punch. I didn’t think you did it like that.” he laughed as if I had not just bled his nose.
“Whatever.” I spat. I was still tight about the entire situation and he was laughing.
“You really fucked up my clothes. Let us run into Burlington’s Coat Factory so that I can find a fit to wear to the movies. Then we’ll go back to the mall and find Lero and that bitch Shell.” he said as if everything was everything.
“I aint going nowhere with you.” I bickered.
“Girl, stop tripping.” He waved, as he tried to grab me.
“No! I’m tired of you.” I lashed, as I yanked away from him. “You have all of these girlfriends, but you want to fuck me all the time. I aint crazy. You can’t use me!” I screamed, as the onlookers stared at us.
Jahrein took a deep breath. “I don’t wanna use you, Raven. This is just difficult for me. You are young and your daddy would kill me if he knew what we were doing. You know that shit. I knew Melissa before you moved with us. I have not seen her since school let out for the summer. I like her, I can’t front, but that aint got nothing to do with you. You my lil mama. All my homies know that. I aint trying to play you. I love you.”
“But you like her, though?”
“I like a lot of people, but Iloveyou.”
My mama always said that boys would say anything to get in my panties, but what about when they have been in them a million times?
“I love you too.” I admitted, and gave him a hug. I didn’t know if he meant it, but I knew that I loved him since the first day I laid eyes on him.
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Things between Jah and me just became weirder and weirder. We even had to make up this huge lie as to how my lip got busted. My daddy bought that bull too. He was acting as if anything that came out of Jahrein’s mouth was the Holy Gospel.
“Right here, nigga!” Jahrein shouted. He was playing basketball at Sunny Side Park. He and three of his boys were working up a sweat, as they played hard. They had all taken off their shirts, while a few other girls stood around drooling.
I was right there on the sidelines with Shell. She was lusting after all the dudes, including Jahrein. I was trying my best to ignore her as she talked about how Jah’s dick was moving around underneath hisbasketball shorts. “Got damn. That dick is big even when it’s soft.” she blabbed.
I just stood looking everywhere but at her. I didn’t want her to see my eyes, because then she would know that I was seriously thinking about murdering her. Besides, it was a pretty summer day, and I was not about to let her fuck it up. I was feeling good, while I had the tomboy look going on. My hair was pulled up into a long ponytail. I had on some brand spanking new Jordans that Jahrein had bought me with a long tee. The shirt stopped right at my hips, and completely covered my short shorts. My legs and thighs were fully exposed, because it was hot as hell outside.
I saw Jahrein’s friend Tony dunk on him. “Aw, Jahrein. You need to tighten your game up. How you let that nigga shake you?” I teased from the sidelines.
“What?” he snapped as he looked over at me. “You just stay on the sideline, looking cute. You don’t know shit about ball.”
I stood laughing, because there were a few things that he hadn't learned about me yet. I knew that he was the captain of his varsity basketball team at his school, but he didn’t know that I was the team captain back at my middle school. “Nigga, you can’t see me.”
“Aw, Jah. She’s saying that she can beat you, dog.” Tony laughed.
