Selfish

How it all started

(Rochelle)

(Darrell)

(Rochelles outfit)

Ever find yourself in a loveless affair? An affair so loveless and lifeless that when you try to escape every chance you have but it always seems to find you and trap you again? Well thats what I've been dealing with since i was sixteen years old.  Now i know what your thinking, what did a sixteen year old do to get herself into that scenario. Well imma tell you how. My name is Rochelle Karrie and i am now 23 years old. My high school sweetheart is Darrell Leith or at least i thought he was. You see Darrell was the guy every girl wanted. He was six foot three, dark skinned, and very athletic. Darrell was our quarterback and damn was he good at playing football. Darrell had eyes that you will just get lost in, the type of eyes that will hypnotize you into believing and doing anything he wanted you too. Now me i was just a typical teenage girl five foot ten, Light skinned, long natural curly hair, and glasses. I wasn't really the athletic type. My passion was for fashion. I would sit in my room all day and just sketch amazing outfits for men and women. One day at lunch i was sketching an outfit for males. As i was putting the finishing touches on it someone bumped into me which caused me to accidentally scribble all over my sketch .  "Hey can you watch what the fuck your doing!" I yelled. "Oh shit my bad shawty". As i looked up from picking my pencil off the floor i turned to the person to cuss them out some more but i couldn't open my mouth. I was shocked at the fact i just yelled at darrell Leith. Darrell reached for my sketch " this is hot you did this" he asked. "Ummm yeah i was just fooling around with it its no big deal" i said as i reached for my book bag to put my things back in. "Nah shawty for real this is off the hook u got skills" he said as he was handing me my drawings. I thanked him and started to walk off. "Yo wait up" he screamed after me "i never got your name." "My name is Rochelle" i said. "Rochelle thats a pretty name" he said "well my name is darrell" he said as he was holding his hand out for me to shake. I looked at his hand and ignored it "yeah i know who you are." "Well ummm your very pretty can i-" i interrupted him " look darrell i know your reputation with these girls here and just because you play football doesn't mean imma throw my pussy at you like the rest so if you will excuse me imma be late for chemistry." I walked off to go to my chemistry class and i could feel him watching me walk away. All i could think about was how i must have looked being the only girl ever who rejected him. Little did i know that wouldnt be the last time we run into each other.