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Chanel

I was walking with Morgan to her house after school. She said she wanted me to meet some friends of hers that she had known for a few years now.

My name is Chanel Jackson Price .I am 16 years old and I just moved to Compton, California for my 10th grade year . Since I've been here, I've only meet Morgan because it's only my second day here .For the past two days Morgan and I have gotten along very well, she reminds me of my old best friend Calista back in Michigan. She's funny, got a bit of freak in her yet chill and clean with it. She's not shy and very bold and reckless, no where near afraid to speck her mind even to a teacher

Me: so um how many friends am I meeting.

Morgan: well there is eight that I want you to meet but right now just six of them .Now they are all boys but they won't hurt you. But they do have a tendency to get extra horny so just let me know if you get uncomfortable .

Me: OK....so how far is your house from now

Morgan: not far,were almost there.

Me: oh..

So we finally get to her house and there is one car parked on the curb. Her house was big ,at least 3 stories high .she must be rich .There were window everywhere. Their front yard was well decorated with flowers and water sprinklers .
I got out of the car and she walked me to the back yard to their basketball court ,where I heard the bouncing of a ball. It was 2 boys playing 1 on 1. One light skin with little curls in he's hair put in an afro type style hair do and the other one was an chocolate drop. He had an hat on so I wasn't really sure what he's hair look like ,a high top fade maybe but they both were fine looking. Just looking at them made me start daydreaming things. I start to get hot ,the sweat that ran down there face turn me on a little.
My thoughts were interrupted when Morgan had called them over to meet me. I was so nervous, they were running over where we were, looking straight at me .when they finally reached us they were breathing hard and sweat was dripping down to there shirts .

Morgan:hay boys this is my friend that I was telling you about yesterday that I wanted you to meet. This is Chanel .

Me: hi

Morgan: Chanel this is Elijah and Mike

Both: sup

Elijah: nice to meet you Chanel.

I smiled a little and nodded my head. Elijah's voice was so chill and sexy yet it was respectful sounding. It was also something else about it ...he doesn't talk white but he doesn't sound ghetto either ,I guess he just sound like he's educated..... I like that😊
So we go in the house and start talking a little bit more ,getting to know each other. I found out that Elijah is 18 and turning 19 on June 24 and is actually from Detroit, Michigan and Mike is 18 I believe his birthday is on May 3rd and born in Mississippi.
Minutes later the doorbell ranged and came 2 more boys who looked right at me then at Morgan.

Boy 1: Morgan where's your brother?

Morgan:JACOB, SANTO AND CRAIG IS HERE.

About a few seconds later a Mexican boy with a big curly afro came running down stairs along with a boy with 2 long braids in his hair. They both looked to be between 19 or 20 same as the two boys who had just came in.

Princeton/Jacob: damn Santo what you doing here, you ain't tell me you was coming over.

He was talking to the one with the fade / afro and the hazel highlights at the ends of his hair

Roc royal/ Santo: Cuz I'm not here for you. Yo damn sister called me over to meet some damn body. I just wanted to know if yo ass was here cuz if not I was taking my ass back home.

I just look not knowing what to do. I don't know why but Santo and Craig (prodigy) gives me this bad feeling. A dangerous feeling , like their no good from the way they talk ,walk and that face that they give you. It scares me. 😶

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