Everybody know me and Keshawn was the closet besides me & Kelly. He'll be happy to see lil man.

"Dude," Kelly paused for a moment, "isn't that Raquan?" Kelly said.

"Raquan who?" I looked over to where she was pointing. Sure enough that was his sexy ass.

"ol boy who took you to homecoming"

"yes lawd" I said sounding like Drake. I took another look at him, who was profiling on the corner, "that's his bunk ass"

"imma call him over here" Kelly said, stepping away from the door frame.

I leaned over, "Kelly, stop fuckin playing me" I snapped.

"girl bye, Raquan! Raquan! Commere"

He came strolling over. Fuck.

"you know me?" he asked.

"yeah, Valerie do" Kelly said as she pointed to me.

"Little Valerie from Westside High School? Damn girl, you look different" he smiled at me. I wanted to say "so do you" but it woulda came out too sarcastically. Raquan was the fourth dude I ever fucked and I remember that shit like it was just yesterday cause his dick game was mad vicious. After he took me to homecoming and we went back to my house & fucked, me and him stayed friends. I was skinny as fuck but had curves and my ass was still big. All the niggas in school and other schools wanted me & they still do. Raquan looked different though, he used to be a pretty boy, I'm talking, curly hair, blueish gray eyes, tall, football player, all the females wanted him & I got him. Shit, Kelly even wanted him.

He looked different now though, he smelled like weed. Yuck. He look like he'd become a blunt master, his swag was on point though like always. His lips went from beautiful juicy pink to purplish brown.

I don't even know why Kelly invited him over. She played too much. He was embarrassing, ion want nobody taking pictures and him being in it. I can't believe I used to be crazy about him.

"alright, I was just saying 'hi'" I said, hoping he would get the hell away from the Range.

"oh, no doubt. Long time no talk though, can I get the number?" he said as he flashed his smile.

"my phone off" I lied with straight attitude.

"don't even try to play me Valerie, I know you mane, you stay dougie, you got yo iPhone in yo palm, you whippin a range, come on na, we go way back, wassup? You jeffin?"

Kelly stifled a laugh. This bitch.

"come onnnnnnn Raquan, get away from the car" I said, by now annoyed.

"ight, ight, I see you Valerie. Think you too good for a nigga na. Um, what year is this?" he asked as he eyed the white baby Range Rover up and down.

"2014. Does it matter? Bye, Raquan" I was annoyed by him. He acting a little too thirsty. He jogged off.

Kelly annoying ass was laughing, "don't front on yo nigga, you know you used to love you some Ray Quanny Quan, now the pretty nigga a blunt boy, that shit got niggas tossed."

I ignored her, grabbed my Louis Vuitton tote bag, my iPhone and stepped out of the car after checking myself in the mirror once more, I gotta go in this bitch lookin the baddest. I had on my silver bandeau bra, my black high waist shorts and my Jordan 3s, my hair went perfectly down my back, evenly. I was looking GOOD(:

We started our way to the front entrance of the club, paparazzi was taking pictures, questions pouring out of their mouth, like blaaaah. We got inside the club, problem-free, all this was worth it because the music was loud and the club was most definitely poppin. My favorite song by Jeremih "Fuck U All The Time" was playing.

We walked our way through the crowd filled with tricks and dicks. I had to say "move" to mostly every person cause they was in the way! Once we got into the VIP room, guys started crowding around us, cause we the shit. We looked good, we were the party. These other broads ain't have NOTHING on us. A couple of girls were on our level but we was always the top 5 when we went out.

Me & Kelly was having a ball, laughing, talking about bitches that looked a plump fool. Niggas was sweating me like no other, if they weren't it would be a problem, but they were, so problem free. Tonight was fun, Michael didn't text me at all, I wonder what he on? As I looked up from my phone, I seen Chris & Rihanna sitting across the room. Shit, I know he noticed me & Kelly by now cause we was the loudest in the room.

I looked away before he caught me starring. Fuck, he looked good tonight.

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