My Story: Kelly

Chapter 63

Kelly Brown- Williams 1994
March ~

'Cash rules everything around me, C.R.E.A.M, Get the money, dollar dollar bill y'all.......cash rules........C.R.E.A.M........money......bill y'all' I was singing along to Wu tang clan's song with my Walkmans on as I was walking

I decided to get a little bit of fresh air.

Method man can blow my back out any time if he wants, his voice is so sexy and rough like........damn!!!!!!

'Cash rules everyth- BEEP!' I turned around in shock wishing that I never did in the first place

Why on Earth does he act like I'm on the the road? Beeping me and shit......

'What are you doing out by yourself on a Saturday afternoon?' He asked me as he winded his window down as I took my headphones of

'Getting a breath of fresh air' I simply said 'what are you doing driving down my street, stalking my ass'

'Who said i was stalking you, I just came back from grocery shopping and I just happened to see you' he said as he let out his smile showing of his white teeth

That smile...........

'Hmm.........' I hummed

'You doing anything?' He asked

'Y-No' I was going to lie

'I wanna show you something' he said

'Show me what exactly?' I was curious

'You know........' he said as I was catching on

'Mr Dan-'

'Call me Chris, we ain't got to do the formal shit now' he said

'Well I'm not sure if that would be appropriate, you know I already-' I didn't want to put myself in a situation I couldn't come out of again

'Say if I wasn't your teacher, say if I was just some regular dude, would you still take my offer?' He asked

He has a way with words........Ohh am I doing the right thing? What about Nick......DeVante..........the age gap between Mr Dan- I mean Chris is nine years apart. I am eighteen......that's legal, right? But I'm his student though, he's not gonna do anything........right?

'You have a point.......' I twisted my lip still thinking if I should or not

'This one time, if you get uncomfortable, I'll take you home' He tried negotiating with me

'You promise' I cocked my eyebrow up 'remember I'm still your student, don't do nothing that could jeopardise your job'

I ain't no snitch but do some shit that could result in a court case, I'm not gonna let that shit slide.

I went on the other side of his car to get in the passenger seat and buckled my seat belt. As I was doing that, I caught a glimpse of his veiny arm which is e every girl's weakness, but a whole bunch of tattoos that seemed to run from his shoulder to the lower part of his arm.

'I never knew you had tattoos!' I was shocked as he drove off

'Yeah, they are like a work of art to me' he seemed proud as his eyes were focused on the road 'I can't show them at work though, that's why I always have long sleeves on' I nodded my head

'I wanna get tattoos of my own someday, but I want meaningful ones those' I said

'Smart choice' he said

'Yo, What the hell are you listening too?' I screwed my face at disgust at his horrible song choices

'What's wrong with house?' I could tell by the tone of his voice he was offended

'It's just not my cup of tea.......' I shrugged my shoulders 'lemme find something else that sound good'

The only house songs I like is Show me love and Give it to you........all the others make my ears bleed.

'Oh, So you think you're an expert at good music now?' He asked

'Well.......Yeah-Yeah I am' I Said confidently as i was still trying to find a good music station 'OH THERE WE GO!.......THIS IS MY SHIT!'

'Reminiscent of my first time up in a chick
You was innocent, but now you rent-a-dick, wear your tightest shit
Chanel looking real, airbrushed nails
Hit the gym, hit the scales, heaven-sent but so negligent
Too see- What, it's Nas, black girl lost' I felt His gaze on me

'Every time I look at you, you just get even prettier' he complimented me as I tried to keep my cool and not show him how hot I was feeling

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