Instant Love

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    My name is Mariah Renee Jones, but you can call me MeMe. I'm eighteen years old born and raised in New Orleans, Louisiana. I'm mixed with Black and Mexican. I'm 4'11", yea short I know but it's cool. Long black hair. I also come with many talents. And I also come with two best friends, Jebresha and Janae.

    I have major trust issues. When I was younger, my mom left me to be with this druggie and so called "pimp". She was with him for what he had. He was the plug and he had what she wanted. Gave her whatever she needed to help her needs. And she did whatever she needed to do in order to get what she wanted. After my mom left, I lived with my grandparents. But, when they passed away, they left me their home, plus one hundred grand that they saved over their life span.

    I've been hurt in my relationships, so I don't really allow people in my life. Sooner or later, they're going to leave anyways. And I simply just do not have time to deal with any of that. At this point, I kind of don't care to even talk to a guy or get exclusive with them. That's just too much pain to deal with.

    Janae and Bresha know a secret of mine. And I wanna keep it that way, too! I wanna get out of NOLA so I can make it big in the music business. I've been singing since I was little and I never stopped doing it. Stripping is just a source of income right now and I'm doing pretty damn good. As long as no one finds out that I strip as my job, I'll be fine. And so far, they're doing a pretty good job at keeping it to themselves.

*Monday Morning*

My alarm was going off and, not only was it was getting on my nerves, it scared the living hell out of me. So, I grab my phone off my bedside table and turn it off. I do the heaviest sigh and stare at my ceiling.

"I'm so tired of school. Glad this is my last year. Too damn early for this crap. They better be glad I want my education so I can leave NOLA." I said to myself

So when I finally decided to get up, I do my daily hygiene routine. I put Paris Hilton lotion all over my body and walk over to my drawer. I put on my all black lace VS bra and panty set, white high waist pants, black comfortable loose fitting shirt, and my black fur slides. For a little jewelry, I put on my big gold hoop earrings, and white pearl studs. I just let my natural curls flow freely. I grabbed my Galaxy Mega, white and gold MK purse, and got in my white Chrysler and left for school.

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So I finally made it to the school. I wanted to kill some time and try to stall, so I went by McDonald's. I was hungry anyways. As I walking through the parking lot to get inside the school so I can meet up with my friends, I run straight into a tall, light skin dude. Nice way to start my day.

He looked to be at least 6'2". He was pretty big! As I looked at him, I realized he was tatted up, has curly hair, and a dope ass swag. He held his hand out for me to grab, so I grabbed it.

"Um. I appreciate you helping me up, bruh. I really didn't see you..." I said apologetically

He smiles at me and I also notice his nice teeth and dimples.

"You good, ma..."

I gave him a slight smile and walked away. He was kinda cute!

*August*

Damn shawty was fine! Damn I shoulda asked what her name was. I turned around and she was still in my view. She got a banging body, long curly hair. Plus, she's nice. Well for now. ?But, let me introduce myself. My name is August Alsina. I'm 18 years old and a Senior in high school. And I run a trap house. I took over when my brother got out the game. So, during the day I go to school. And at night...I work at the trap. So, I keep money in my pockets at all times.

I also sing. I got a book full of songs and what not. But, the only people that know I sing is my mama, Trey, Kirk, Chris, and Michael. And I wanna keep it that way. For now anyways because I'm tryna get out these streets and make my brother proud...

*Flashback*

"Aug you needa stop slangin' in these streets and work on yo music. You have a real talent and you needa show that to everybody. Only because you never know if you're going to make it home, 'iight" says Melvin

'Iight big bruh."

"You promise? Because I wanna see yo name everywhere bruh"

"Yea I promise. Imma make you proud..."

*Flashback ends*

I gotta do, what I gotta do if I wanna make it big. But, til then...Imma run the trap like I'm supposed too...

*Mariah*

So, I just made it to my class. I sit in the back so I can play on my phone, listen to music, and SLEEP! This class is so boring. Did I mention the teacher is slow? She is always, and I do mean ALWAYS late. I bet anything that a sloth moves faster than she does. But, it's okay though because I don't wanna do anything anyways.

When the tardy bell rings, all of these people walk in. I look down for two seconds ,then I look back up it was that boy from the parking lot that I accidentally bumped into. He looks my way and smiles that million dollar smile that I like so much. He is too fine. LAWD! He comes over and sits next to me

"Wassup ma. I didn't know you had this class..."

"That's because I come back here and sleep. And mind my business. This class boring anyways..."

He laughs and looks at me.

"True that, true that. I never got yo name. So, if you don't mind me asking.....what is it?"

"Mariah. Mariah Jones. And yours?"

"August. August Alsina. But, you can call me Aug if ya like" He says smiling.

The whole time I'm thinking why is he staring at me like that? I wonder what he's thinking?

So...I just ask him....

"Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face or nah?" I asked chuckling

He laughs and shakes his head.

"I'm just looking at yo beauty. You're sexy as f**k!"

I blush a little bit.

"Thanks. You got a girl blushing and s**t. But, I was thinking the same thing bout you, too papí" I said as I rubbed his face

"Oh...so you callin' me papí now? I likes that" He says licking on his lips

As we were talking and laughing...getting to know each other, Laylah's stupid ass comes over and interrupts. Let the trick say something smart or give me a dirty look. Imma murk her ass so hard she gon' fly to the front of the classroom.

She knows I don't like her. We used to be best friends. Up unil I found out the b***h slept with my ex-boyfriend a few years back. She's a ho anyways. That's why she f***s everybody else man because she can't keep one of her own. She's just a dirty ho...

*Laylah*

As I walk into the classroom, I see August talking to Mariah. I don't like her. When she caught me with her ex-boyfriend, she beat my ass AND his. Ever since then, she has hated me.

I walk back there to speak to August because that boy right there is too sexy. I need to have him for myself. But, as long as he is talking to Ms. Mariah...it's never going to happen. Sooooo...I walk back there to their table and interrupt their conversation. Or at least I try to...

"Hey August" I say smiling

He just looks at me for a few seconds.

"Wassup" He said dryly

"What are you doing after school today?"

"Nothing. Why?"

He turns his head then looks at Mariah. He winks at her and she giggles. That alone, annoyed me.

"Stop doing that..."

"Cause I wanted to chill with you today. You know I want to get to know-"

He cuts me off then looks me up and down.

"Laylah...I don't wanna sound rude. But, I don't wanna get to know you. Everybody knows you're the biggest ho in the school. I already have my company. So, you can take all that bullshit somewhere else 'iight..." He said wrapping his arm around Mariah's shoulder

"So you'd rather be with this ho instead of with me?! Oh okay..."

After that I just remember getting attacked...

*Mariah*

I didn't even give August enough time to answer. I jumped outta my chair, ran around the table, and I just murked her ass. That's what she gets for calling me a ho...

"STUPID. ASS. b***h. WHO. THE f**k. YOU. CALLING. A HO. WHEN. YOU. GO. AROUND. SLEEPING. WITH. NIGGAS. WATCH. WHAT. THE f**k. YOU SAY!" I yelled in between punches

I was just beating her. I Sharkiesha her ass because that's what the f**k she deserves. I felt somebody lift me up off her telling me to stop. But, I just kept going...

"Mariah! Stop!" August yells

I heard him, but I just ignored him.

"You gon' kill the girl if you keep going!"

When I finally got pulled away, I politely kicked her in the face and sat down like nothing even happen...

~Skipping to the end of the day~

When the bell rings, it was time to go home. I walk outta class and meet Bresha and Janae. Thank God it's time to go home. I'm tired of these hating ass bitches.

*Jebresha*

Wassup. My name is Jebresha Marie Johnson, but you can just call me Bresha. I'm 17 years old and I'm a senior. I'm caramel skin toned. I have black hair that stops to my shoulders. I have green eyes. And I'm 5'5". I also have a daughter named Sherrie (She-Ree) Shantel Johnson and she is one years old.

I've been friends with Mariah for four years and we tell each other everything. And I do mean everything. So, today I met someone new. And let me tell ya...that nigga is FINE! We have at least four classes together. Plus lunch with me, MeMe, and Janae...

"Aye I gotta tell y'all something..."

They look at each other then back at me.

"What?" They ask at the same time

"I met this boy today. His name is Michael. He got a nice complextion, a lot of tattoos, a sexy smile, ear piercing. Mmmhmmm! I'm getting hot just thinking about him"

They start laughing.

"That's a damn shame. Getting all hot just by talking about thae nigga. You ain't get his number?" Janae ask

"She was skured to get it! She was skured not scared" Mariah says

Her and Janae started laughing again.

"A he he hell! And nah. I didn't have time to get it. But, Imma get it tomorrow I bet you that"

"AYE! MARIAH!"

I heard somebody yell. When I looked over there, I seen Michael and somemore boys. Maybe I ain't gotta wait until tomorrow...

*Mariah*

After I heard somebody call my name, I look over and August motions me to come over. So me, Bresha, and Janae walked over there. And I'm wondering why the nigga yelled my name like that..

"NIGGA! Why the f**k you yelling my name like that? Somebody could be looking for me and I don't even know it. Don't be putting me on blast. What the f**k is wrong with chu?" I asked playfully hitting him in his arm.

He slightly chuckles.

"Sorry, ma. But, I wouldn't have to do that if I had yo number in my phone. I'm just saying..."

He wraps his arms around my waist and when he does he looks at my ass. Three times!

"DAMN MA YOU GOT A FATTY! If I can rest my hands at the top of yo ass, then I needa get behind that" He said laughing

I can't even get mad or feel some type of way. Because the way he said it made me laugh.

"Shut up!"

I look over to I see Janae and Bresha caking with one of his homies. I guess that's Michael. Damn. He is fine. Hell...now that I think about it. This whole group of niggas is fine! But, I'm only focused on one. And that's August...

"I'm juss saying! But, back to the number. Can I get it or nah?"

I smirk a little and show my dimple.

"Yea. You can get it."

"I can get it! When? Where? And how do you like it?"

I start laughing. This dude is funny.

"I meant my number, fool!"

He chuckles.

"Can't blame a nigga for trying" He says while I type my number in his phone.

As I saved my number, I notice the time.

"Aye y'all I gotta go...."

I get ready for work around this time. Well...I shower and what not around this time. I get paid on my appearance. So, my looks give me extra money. Even though I wear a mask that only shows my dimples. I walk up to August and give him a hug.

"Adiós papí. See you tomorrow."

He hugs me back and talks in my ear.

"Papí? Mhmmm. Twice in one day. Imma have you yelling that pretty soon"

As I tried to walk away, he pulls me back.

"Oh yea. Imma make you mine. And that won't take long either..."

He kisses the left side of my neck and that's my hot spot...

"We'll see about that Mr. Alsina." I said in his ear

I kiss the left corner of his lips and he kisses back. Then I wink at him. Let me tell you! I can kiss him all day long! His lips are HEAVEN! I need to make him mine. But, can I trust him enough to do so...?

I put my heart in a cage with a lock! Sealed shut with some strong ass glue! And the fact that I even gave him the time of day...is just weird within itself. Especially after ALL that I have been through. It is kind of scary.

Will I regret giving him my number? I possibly might! But, I'll never know unless I give it some time. As I was driving to drop off Janae, Bresha tapped on me.

"Girl, wassup with you?"

"I'm trying to figure out what the hell I just did..."

"MeMe, as fine as he is...you better be glad you gave him your number! Ain't no telling how many females try to get at him on a daily basis." says Janae

"That's the thing. You're right. I don't know! I'm not trying to play side b***h to a nigga. And let's not forget...he doesn't know that I'm a stripper..."

"He doesn't need to know..." Janae replied

"Right now anyways. You don't have to say anything until you feel comfortable enough to do so. Y'all just met. Let a couple months go by. Or...if y all decided to make it official and get together...then tell him. But, until then...keep it to yourself..." says Bresha

"So, what if he pops up one night and he catches her with her mask off? Then what?" Asked Janae

"See!-"

"Don't think about that. Nae, shut the hell up! You are not helping in any way, shape, or form..."

"Look...you gotta be ready for certain stuff. Stay prepared..."

"If he knew I stripped...he wouldn't talk to me ever again. Everyone would know. And I'd be labeled a ho..."

"But, you're not though..." says Bresha

"Well, I know that. But, he'll think that. And I'm not gonna deal with hoes...calling me a ho. He just looks like the type that does s**t like that..."

"You could be wrong. He may be the total opposite..." she continued

"I hope so. Because I don't know what I would do to him if he ever crossed me..."

"You'd swing on him. I know that for a fact." Janae says as she chuckles

"As long as he stays on my good side...there will be no problems..."

They just look at me. They know how I can get. So, they know that it is the entire truth. But, Bresha made some valid points. I'm just going to give it some time. See how these next couple of months go.

I just hope whenever I do decide to tell him...he doesn't see me any different. That is what I am mostly worried about to be honest with you. Because if I actually end up liking this dude...then I would have a serious problem on my hands.

Then again...should I just keep it to myself and he not know at all? It's a lot going through my mind that I hope I can find answers to. I already kissed him...that just gave him the push that he needed.

These are probably gonna be the longest couple of months of my life. And the ONLY thing I hope for these next couple of months...is for him to not find out that I work at Onyx.