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CHAPTER ONE
"DAMN," A nigga said eyeing the short girl from afar.
He ranked his eyes up her smooth light legs and shook his head.
"Way out your league, bitch." Janoira laughed out softly coming up behind him staring at the girl too.
"Who?" Lake, the nigga from before laughed out.
"Bet I can get her," Noira said looking at him with a smile and a raised brow.
"Please do," Lake begged jumping into the passenger seat, "I love girl on girl action!" He smiled showing his silver slugz.
Janoira sat her bags down on the seat of her rolled down hood buggy and laughed smiling.
The lightskin girl pumped her gas running her fingers through her blonde hair completely oblivious of their conversation.
Janoira strutted over to her and smirked seeing the girl look better up close and personal.
"Hey, girl." Noira spoke as friendly.
Chanel leaned up from her car as she turned her head towards the greeting.
Lake watched the two speak just when Chanel looked at Janoir.
"Once again, damn!" He whispered to himself.
"I'm Janoira,"
"Chanel." She smiled.
As she placed the pump back, Chanel eyed the pretty girl in front of her.
"You are bad as hell, girl."
Janoira was caught off guard by the unknown in front of her.
Chanel giggled seeing her reaction. "You good?"
Janoira closed her mouth and smiled, "Yes. You just surprised me..."
Chanel smirked moving her body wave hair out her face.
"Anyway," Noir started, "My bro want you but he too bitch to come tell you."
Chanel laughed looking behind her indeed seeing Lake staring over.
Chanel waved in her usual flirtatious way.
Lake smirked as he waved back.
"He is fine," Chanel comments looking at Janior.
"He ight. His name Lake."
Chanel walked past her, "Bet."
Lake watched as she walked to him and smirked.
