Chapter 13

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Jahserih Seraph Wilkins

(Jah-sir-ray) - Jah - Saint

Chapter 12: Partin' Ways
The next day:

I dapped up Ron, seeing he was at the party.

"Wassup nigga," I mumbled while blowing out smoke.

"Shi, nun much," he dapped back. "Why yo ass ain't been at school in the last two days?" he questioned.

"I got stuff goin on," I shook my head. "Linah left with basically all her shit without any type of explanation, even blocked my damn number. I been trying to figure out what the hell going on but she wouldn't come talk to me when I pulled up to her ma house."

"Damn nigga, what the fuck you do?" he stated, his eyes going wider.

"Not a damn thing," I sighed. "And she back fucking with Dre."

"Dre?," he smacked his lips. "The same nigga who was just fucking on Samiya?

"Nigga yes," I mugged, picking up a shot of tequila.
"Man, ion even care. All I know is I'm getting fucked up tonight."

"Well let me help you," he smirked, pouring me another shot.

I kept going shot for shot for shot, finishing the entire bottle.

"Keep it comin'!" I yelled.

♡♡♡

"Smoke break," I smiled, feeling dizzy.

"Fosho," Ron replied.

I sat down because of how woozy I was feeling and rolled up a blunt.

"You got a lighter?" I asked.

"Yeah, here," he tossed me the lighter.

I lit the blunt, taking a pull and passing it to Ron.

Ron took a pull and a couple of other bitches showed up, asking to join.

"Lemme hit," a brown skin girl smiled, sitting on the edge of my seat.

"Fosho."

"Where you from?" she asked, passing the blunt to one of her friends.

"Born in Georgia, but raised in South Carolina. What about you?"

"Been down here my whole life," she shrugged. "I'm surprised you ain't got a girl."

"Damn girl, you on the prowl already?" one of her friends laughed, putting their hand on her shoulder.

"Girl get the fuck on," she smiled, taking a shot.

Ron shot me the "I know you finna go crazy" look and I shook my head, taking another pull from the blunt.

This nigga was funny as fuck.

"So what's yo name ma?" I smirked, sizing her up.

She was a pretty brown skin with a brown lace front and slim thick. She had nothing on Linah though.

"It's Mariah."

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