A game of love, brea isomee [have you read this book txt] 📗

music out their car i felt a bit relaxed . Music was like my natural sedative . My body worked naturally .

I could see lust on a couple of the boys faceses but i pretended not to notice .

Tamara just looked at me and laughed . I mouthed the word " hater " in her direction and she gave me a look that could kill .

She rolled her eyes " Don't do it to your self . please don't play yourself . "
I ignored her and continued to dance . I didn't want to get into it with Tamara because if i did she would say some slick shit and we would probably end up fighting . If we did it wouldn't be the first time . Tamara's body was a thick but perfect size 8 . She had just enough hips and just enough ass . Her body was that of a girl a few years older than us and she knew it . My body on the other hand wasn't bad . A skinny size 3 with just a handful of ass and titties . But i worked it though .

Tamara had a way of always being better than me at everything ! She said she was my friend but she made it her business to show me up . And we'd actually gotten into arguements before that ended in us whooping eachother's asses in the middle of the street . Not something im exactly proud of though .

It was all good though until Tamara started to dance . That's when i broke out . I would not be taunted or embarassed . not now , not today . I had no idea where i was going but i knew i had to walk and get some fresh air . So i walked . shit , my feet where killing me in my flip flops . I usually just wore gym shoes but i'd taken my time to paint my toes a pretty orange so i decided to rock that .

I sat on the steps to a abandoned house a few blocks from my apartment builldind . The trees in front of it casted a perfect shade and everything .

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*Marco -

I looked at Meisha like she had lost her mind and she really must have . She couldn't be so stupid to think that just because you live in a certain place you have to give in to it . Don't be a hoe because you live around hoes . Be a lady and i guarantee you'll get more respect and attention . I wanted to grab her ass and shake her but i just slid my hands into the pockets of my saggy , black jeans and listened to her rant and rave about nothing .

" I'm 13 ! About to be 14 . Don't you think i need a little privacy and a little bit more respect , " She looked at me like she wanted me to say something but i kept quiet . Sounded like a rhetorical question if you ask me .

She threw her hands in the air and gave me a twisted look " And i know you out of all people are not talking . The way you use females - "

" The way i use females is the exact way them boys out there will use you ! Do you get that ? ! , " she looked shocked at my tone of voice " you must not understand it . But you know what , that's okay . i'ma back off and let you do you . See if you don't come running back for help ! "

I grabbed my work shirt that was thrown over the back of the couch and made my exit . I could hear her mumbling something under her breath about how she would never need me but i let it slide . I was really getting fed up with her fuck-the-world attitude . She wasn't as hard as she thought she was but she couldn't realise that . It was 5 o'clock on a Monday morning and it was too early to be starting with anybody .

" ayo , Marco ! " I heard my name being shouted from across the street .

It was my homeboy Orlando . But we all just called him Lando for short . The nigga was really crazy but we had a bond so tight we could have been brothers . We might as well have been . Since sand box days i ran thick with that nigga . Nothing could block or change that .

I slowed my stride a little so he could cross the street and catch up " wassupp Lando ? "

" aww nothin' man . Moms is tripping , man . That's the only reason i'm out so early . She talkin' 'bout i need a job and if i don't get one i'ma be out on my ass . Can you believe that shit ? "
" man , Don't be giving my second mom no problems . I love miss izzy . "

" And she love you too ! Man , i think i got born into the wrong family . We need to trade ! shit . "

We both laughed " Then maybe you can talk to Meisha for me 'cause shit getting outta hand with her . "

He shook his head as we crossed the street " yeah man , i ain't wanna be the one to tell you so i kept my mouth shut and was just looking out for her . She's growing up way to fast . "

" man , ain't she doe ! And it's crazy 'cause moms can't even see it . She be working so much that i feel like i'm Meisha's guardian . And that's one thing i can't be . "

We were silent for a while both thinking about the same things . Lando loved Meisha like he loved his own blood sisters . It was like that with our families . I know he's always looked out for Meisha and from the bottom of my heart i appreciated that shit .

About a block and a half from my job Lando broke the silence " Man , word is bond , i'll always look out for Meisha . But , ayy , i meant to tell you about this fine shorty im dating !

" Oh word ? "

" YEAH MAN ! Lil mama is bad . She's like mixed wit Jamaican and puerto rican too ! when i say she got it all , she got it all . Plus her family is paid . But she be in the hood all the time hangin with them 4th && 3rd street girls . "

" For real ? What's her name ? "

" azsia . "

I shook my head and stopped in front of my job " Yo , i got my eye on a lil shorty too . She thick as hell and light skin ! Thing is , i've only seen her once . "

" Well, you know what they say - "

We smiled at each other and both said " They all go the 2nd time around . "

And it was true . If you met a girl twice in my hood she'd more than likely let you hit it .

I looked at Lando " she let you hit ? "

He started walking away " naw man . She's different . We been going out for 4 weeks and i ain't even got to touch her ass yet ! "

I laughed . Lando was a impatient ass nigga . He'd never known a girl for more than 2 weeks with ought getting head or getting up in her thang so i didn't believe he had been with her no damn 4 weeks with out hittin' it . So if he was waiting on this girl she must be special . But i knew he had a girl on the side that he was fuckin' regularly . That's how you catch std's , man . But that's my boy though .

I stepped into the clothing store named 'oligone' . The name might sound funny but trust , the store brings in mad dough ! And sells all the name brand clothes . From baggy jeans and basketball shorts to suits and ties , from shorts and tights to skirts and dresses .

I went back to the lounge room where a few employees were drinking their morning coffee or sitting by the window smoking a early morning blunt . I didn't bother to socialize with anyone except my boy Sean . He worked the floor like me helping customers but i saw he hadn't arrived yet so i kept it moving , changed from my white Sean John shirt to my blue work shirt with my name pinned to it and got back to the main room of the store . It was quiet for once in the day . The store was always packed come 10 o'clock . I sat on the counter , pulled out my phone and called my best friend Lisa . She was sure to be up getting ready for school .

She answered the phone in a groggy but still sexy voice " what Marco ? ! "

" Damn , a man can't say hi to his wifey ? "

" wifey ? who ? "

" you , Lisa . You know what it is . "

She laughed " boy , stop playing . "

I laughed too " i'm just fuckin' with you babe . I was just tryna call and see how my best friend is . Is that aight ?"

" yeah . But do me a favor and next time don't call at 5:30 in the damn nornin' . "

Click !

I laughed to myself . She really hung up on me . Dang . I slipped my phone in my pocket as the first customer entered the store . I mumbled to my self " love you too . "


*Lisa -

Fist bell was boring .

Second bell was even worse .

And third bell ? Man , don't even ask . I felt dead !

I swear sometimes i wanted to go home and just flunk out of school . But be like these other girl ? No , i don't think so .

" miss stephon , " my english teacher called me by my last name because he saw i was damn near sleep "do you mind reading the first 2 paragraphs of the story . "

I flipped open the book . It was tittled "Midnight" by Sister Souljah . I didn't feel like reading it but i did anyways . It actually looked like it would be a good book .

I started the first paragraph "I am not who you think i am . If you love me , you love me for the wrong reasons . . . "

I paused . That was actually the whole first paragraph and the second wasn't much longer . So i took a breath and read the second one " Females tell me they love me because I'm tall .They love when i stand over them