She met dude at a block party on the corner of LaBeouf St. and Tara Rd. A night full of booze, drugs, and a hint of freedom. The kush made the nigh a very hazy memory. All but him. A 6’1, 175lb god on this side of heaven! A green eyed cutie with a caramel complexion, wrapped in solid muscles. Brown curly hair, deep dimples greeted her every time he smiled. He smelled like paradise on any given day. She wasn’t bad looking either. 5’9 medium build shorty with beautiful black hair with a slight wave. Dark skinned, clean complexion, brown eyes, 145lbs, thick ass, wide hips, voluptuous breasts that said hello before her beautiful smile could.
He watched her all night. Just as she watched him. Neither expecting the other to be interested. She’s a kind of outcast with a bad streak that could be presented if given the opportunity to be herself instead of what others expected of her. He’s a jock with a more tender side that he keeps hidden out of fear of rejection from his peers. She turns her back for a split second to talk to her bestie. She feels a tap on her shoulder. She turns around with her cup in hand, straw to her lip and falls captive to his green eyes.
“Hi, I’m Bentley. I’ve been trying to get up the courage to come over to talk you, and uh, well here I am.” She gazes at him, lost, choking, can’t seem to get her words out. Her best friend shoved her in the back. “I’m Serenity.” She coughs out. “Nice to meet you. “ He responded.
She fiddles with her hair. He checks the time on his wrist watch. Awkward silence. “You wanna go for a walk so we can talk?” Bentley asks. “Yes. That’s kool.” Serenity adds. They walk out of the party together. Serenity looks back and Paige, her best friend, and gives her a shocking but exciting look. Eager to see where this goes!
To be continued.
KJ
KaeJaye The Writer 