|New characters insert|
Name |
Mary Jane Jackson
Age |
16/17
Sex |
Female
Nationality |
American
(She's black y'all🤭)
Languages spoken |
English and little bit of
Spanish
(Stella taught her)
Family|
Mother's name
Jamila Jackson
Age |
Late 30s
(Works with Rio)
(Was friends with Stella's mom)
Siblings |
Little brother's name
Tyrone Jackson
Age |
8
Relationship with Stella |
They are close friends.
Eye color|
Brown
(Like a dark brown)
Hair color |
Black
(She has blonde braids in🤭)
Nickname is MJ
Love interest
None
[It's Ganke y'all 😻]
Anyways let's continue with the story
[3rd person's POV]
(I think imma keep this story in
3rd person's POV)
Stella adored cake.
She loved the taste of it, that lovely and delicious smell.
Everything about it she loved.
Her favorite cake flavor was
Chocolate, she loved the way it melted on her tongue, that lovely taste.
There she sat in MJ's kitchen eating a slice of cake, muttering to herself.
"I don't know if i like Miles ok?"
Stella said as she stuffed her face with cake.
"girl... you two kissed not once but twice and you still don't know?"
MJ said as she sat on the counter, drinking water.
Stella groaned and threw her head on the counter.
"Ok, forget about me and Miles, what about you and Ganke?"
Stella asked as she lifted a brow and smirked,still stuffing her face.
MJ choked on her water.
"There's nothing going on"
"your lying to me"
Stella said as she cut herself another piece of cake.
"If I'm lyin then my mom is sleeping with another man"
She said as she took the whole cake,took out a fork and ate a small amount.
"Mary Jane Jackson"
Stella looked up at the braided girl and continued to stuff her face.
"Don't call me by my first name, you ain't my mama"
MJ said as she looked at Stella.
Stella just looked at her with raised eyebrows.
"Ok, maybe there is something going..."
MJ said as she fiddled with her braids.
"Oh,tell me!"
"Well, when you and n*gga Miles left for yo stupid ass trip, that motherf*cker tried to ask me out"
MJ said as she ploped a small piece of cake in her mouth.
"Stop calling him that.. either way continue"
Stella said as she put her plate in the dishwasher and sat down once again.
"What?I myself am one so?"
MJ said as she ate another slice.
"Just continue"
Stella said as she looked at the girl.
"Anyways,and my stupid self said yes then he took me out and we..."
"Kissed...."
Stella's eyes widened.
"Omfg! U two kissed!"
"Shut yo white ass up, my little brother upstairs"
MJ said as she threw her fork at her.
"I'm not white!"
Stella said as her brows furrowed.
"I'm half Mexican!"
Stella said as she folded her arms.
"And half Italian,so you is white"
MJ said as she put her fork down and looked at the girl.
"Either way I'm avoiding him now"
MJ said as she looked down.
"What why?"
Stella asked as she raised a brow.
"Just cause..."
MJ said softly.
"Look, stuff between Stella and I are....complicated,ok?"
Miles said as he sat down on his bed.
"What do you mean stuff between you two is complicated?
you literally kissed like 2 times."
Ganke said as he folded his arms.
"Just cause"
Miles said, throwing himself on his bed and groaning.
"I will never understand you, Miles"
Ganke said, plopping himself on his chair, pushing up his glasses.
"Ok, forgot about Stella, what about you and that ugly a$$ girl,MJ?"
Miles said, looking up at Ganke
"She's not ugly!"
Ganke said, throwing his arms up.
"yes she is,false haired b*tch thinks she's all that with her fake a$$ attitude"
Miles said, folding his arms.
"There's nothing wrong with her attitude"
Ganke said, defending MJ.
"Why is you defending her, you like her or something?"
Miles asked, lifting a brow.
"Nah..."
Miles looked at Ganke with that look yo mama gives you when you did something wrong and you said you didn't.
"I don't!"
Ganke said.
"Mhm."
Miles mumbled.
"Ok,fine I do like her...alot"
"Then shoot your shot!"
Miles said, sitting up straight.
"I did."
The asian boy said, turning his chair.
"What, when?"
Miles asked.
"When you and Stella went on your little trip to Italy"
Ganke said.
"Shi....did you take her out or something?"
Miles asked.
"yea,and we...."
"you what?"
Miles lifted a brow.
"Kissed"
"Well damn, her lips must have been so dry,drier then the Sahara desert."
Miles said, folding his arms.
"They weren't, for your information"
Ganke said, cleaning his glasses.
"I bet Stella's lips must have been dry too, when you kissed her"
"Don't make me slap yo Chinese ass"
Miles said.
"Why you bringing my race into this?"
"Cause I can, hoe"
A/N
The last chapter ended on a cliffhanger and will remain that way forever.
Miles and MJ don't have a good relationship at all.
They always diss each other at the most random times.
MJ was Stella's bsf ever since she moved to America.
Enough happy shit it's time for some angst
In the next chapter
So be ready 😈
Also they are in Brooklyn,i didn't feel like writing a whole chapter about an awkward flight with Miles and Stella.
Anyways Ganke and Mj...👀
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Love you all 😍🤭💍😻😻
