乃𝙿𝙻𝙰𝚈𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃乃
乃 𝟽 𝚁𝙸𝙽𝙶𝚂 ㄥ 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝙶𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎
乃 𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚜 匚 (𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚛+ 𝚊𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚟𝚎𝚛.) ㄥ 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚆𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚗𝚍
乃 𝚂𝚎𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 ㄥ 𝚃𝚢𝚕𝚎𝚛 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙲𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛
乃 𝚂𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚝 ㄥ 𝙽𝚒𝚛𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚊
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Ꮬ 匕丹尺工Ｑ Ꮬ
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I handed my betting money to a red haired asain chick.
I had a feeling I knew her from somewhere but I just couldn't put a finger on it.
The car next to me honked.
'Yo, ricky my girls eyes are up there.' Ty smirked kissing the redhead on the mouth.
I hated being called Ricky and he knew it.
'Ay, man just enjoyin the view.'
My eyes trailed down her back as she walked away.
I wasn't into Asian chicks but if it pissed Ty off, I was willing to make it look like it.
It hit me then.
Suki. She was my homeboy Kyan's little sisters bestfriend.
Damn. Didn't puberty do her justice.
Ty honked again obviously frustrated by my actions.
I grinned.
The rest of the cars racing all joined at the line.
Toby looked up from the police radio in his car.
'All clear! We good to go!'
A brown skinned girl stood in front of is in a black bikini that accentuated her what? D cup? D cup boobs.
We'll say D cup because thats what I heard from Botched.
Whistles and catcalls rang across and her smile grew wider and wider.
I was about to yell them out myself when I noticed her necklace. Zoila.
Kyan's little sister. Keyana.
Ain't no way.
Keyana? The Keyana I knew wore big baggy graphic tees and cargo pants.
I don't know who this dupe is but can I just say she fine as hell.
The urge to make kissy lips at her died as I remembered that this was my homeboys lil sis.
He'd kill me.
And he could do it. I was the one who helped chase down all the boys who made any remark about her ass in the locker rooms.
Thinking about Kyan, I swear I could feel the silent curse words he was transmitting to her right now.
'READY?' she raised the scarf in her hand slowly.
My foot become heavier on the accelerator.
'STEADY?' she raised it up all the way.
She looked around the cars.
'GO!' she dropped her hand quickly.
My foot pressed on the accelerator and I drove.
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ɸ Ｋモㄚ⋆丹れ丹 ɸ
The cars sped past me faster than I could blink and I ran over to Suki who'd been counting all the betting money.
'I think just watching the cars go by gave me an adrenaline rush.'
'Girl same.' I slumped against the wall.
Suki countinued to count the money with some sort of familiarity.
'How much for Malcom?' A girl I'd discovered was Topanga.
'2 grand.'
What the fuck.
Y'all could be buyin cup noodles and payin for y'all rent with that money and y'all choosin to waste it on a nigga you don't even know gon win?
I saw Kyan walking over to me and did what any smart person could do.
I buckled the fuck outta my white girl heels and walked the other way.
He started walking faster.
So did I.
'Keyana!' He shouted from behind me and I walked faster.
'Key!' He whisper shouted.
'Stop! People are gonna think in chasing you!'
'That's because you are!' I screamed back.
He caught up to me and grabbed my arm.
Why was everyone doing that to me today?!
If you asked me, he'd basically manhandled me but the court wouldn't let me press charges for him "Brushing My Arm"
Dumbass white people.
Can't even put a nigga in jail no more.
I yanked my arm out of his grasp.
'Ow.'
He threw a hockey jersey at from his car.
'Wha- ew.' I held it away from my chest with my index and thumb finger.
It smelled like sweat and cologne. Nasty.
So basically his everyday musk.
'What the fuck are you wearing?' He threw the jersey back in his car.
'Clothing.'
He rolled his eyes.
'Who said you could be a flag girl?'
'Myself.'
He laughed a long throaty laugh.
'You really think you grown huh?'
'Fuck off Kyan.'
'Your turning into a whore.'
I walked away and flipped him off.
I jumped when the cars drove past the finish line.
Malcolm was first. Tariq was second by a second.
Tyler was last but nobody really cared due to the police cars flooding the area.
Usually I'd leave with suki at times like this but before I could run to her Tyler had already scooped her up.
My head looked around frantically and a blue Nissan parked in front of me.
The door opened.
'Get in!'
Tariq.
I got in and I didn't need to be told twice.
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