Scarlet's Rain

situation

i had met Kwan at the market back in the day. i was wit my bitches . i seen him from across the floor of the food court ..the lexington food court to be exact. " isee you looking at me , you not saying nothing though. you gon keep looking or you gon speak? he said to me and flashed a bold smile " i aint scared " 

"he talking to you scarlet?" nina say to me.nina was my best b***h i mean best friend. when i had moved to baltimore

city, she was there for me point blank period period even gave me my first or fug as they call em 

"she know who i talking to " he say then tilts his head in my direction "uh uuh dont be talking to me like that " i say "Finally" he says . i get c**k a lil bit wut my new york swagg "you like what you see?" "why you ask " "i wanna know" i reply " im interested " he say "whats ya name?" "Kwan " i move closer to him and away from  girls for a moment so i could ask him for his number . "you smoke, weed i mean " "hell yeA i smoke . BUt i aint leaving my girls " he chuckles "they can come too "aight " i chime back 

we walk over to nina and honey "this Kwan he gon smoke wit us " "if we didnt know you scarlet i say how" she joke "oh you got jokes, i hope ya lungs can hang , we can go to my place ""whatever i hope it aint bull s**t" honey says "aight i'll match you " i say. i finish my soda and we head out the door .

the spring air greet us as soon as we get on the street. sunny but you can still feel the cool breeze. we head for the train and we're on our way tokwans place in charles villiage .

i sit next to kwan on the train looking at his features. his dark brown skin and chinky eyes had so much expresssion, they appeared moody his smile masculine but you could see his youth. "how old are you" he ask looking curious . "18"  you still in school ? " he raised an eyebrow "finishing, and you? "20" we get off the train and i smile . i think he cute .

i pause for a moment letting my thoughts flo through my head and then i think of honey. she was right about Kwan . damn .

                                        i cant ever forget how i met honey neither i was on east monument and in need of a blunt for my weed ,and being to young i wasnt able to buy blunts. she was there 

                                                                                        "cant do it no ID No blunt "fine" i walk out the store fustrated my white wedge heeled sandals clicking under me that also matched my v neck sweater dress with lace accents .i paused for a minute i looked up and down the street . i see hustlers with cars on the street rae sremmurd no type banging in the system to the max 'f**k am i going to do' i thought "molly ,weed" i hear em say hustlers making sales .people on the block with thier music playing then i see her honey. light skinned with short blonde hair and big light brown eyes she like kwan 20 ..

honey was wearing  purple deniem that matched her lipstick and even cap a black shirt and some black micheal kors boots ,she defienatly looked good that i can say honey always did . agood look as they say in new york. "yo shawty can you do me a favor ?" i ask she looked stunned "whats that" tooken back by my approach she looked at me in question "i  need  a blunt and i dont got id ." she looked hectic for a second "its for weed ." i assured her "okay " i gave her the money and she went into the store.

 a moment later she came out with a mango blunt wrap "thanks" i smile at. she looks at me."match you" "cool" . We tehn go to honey house off Rose street then i all i hear is the weeknds drinks on us playing as we entered the 2 story home it was so modern even in the nick of the hustle and bustle . It showed she had come from better . a black suede couch took up the wall while a white lay z boy chair stood out by aglass table . a home  projector system and another layz boy this one was black though it sat next to it so it didnt disturb the wall that it projected on . the living roo was fly i dont want to lie. 

the dinig room looked differently though you tell a family was there . a high table sat  8 chairs in the middle of the floor and a clock at the end of it. pictures of her family surrounding it in different color frames that matched the different color table mats ..again the s**t was fly ..

                                         the kitchen was simple but i like though ...we walk upstairs the second story was decorated with art pictures and music notes .through the hallway . Honeyr room was beautiful Rainbow schemed everything .this would become my second home . 

the memories flooded my mind bringing me back to my own situation .. my mother  had left me to get up . i threw my scarlet covers back took a brth and got up.

i walked away to my dr