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My Baby's Got A Secret, Ooo

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Hanging out in NC there were a lot of characters and rumors. Males and females gossiping like blog sites. What I learned was guys talk just as much as female EXCEPT they faced no retribution. In fact, a guy will boast and exaggerate details to make himself look good in front of his friends. All of the female friends you thought you had will sit there and have a full tea party and spill all your secrets just to be a momentary friend of his. Females will blow up each other's spot like the Taliban but won't say jack shit to the guy who demoralize her character. Oh did I mention it doesn't have to be a rumor, it could be facts but if the truth hurts, then lies kills and the best way to off a person's character is by declaring that you slept with him or her, specifically her. You two could have been in a relationship but as soon as Sweet Suzie gets popped she abruptly becomes Dirty Diana. Her value in society amongst her peers liquefies, holding no power unless she is one of the 5% untouchables. The popular kids. The ones everyone wanted to be or date but are left to gaze at the image of something they could never attain. Their reputation stayed intact but their stories floated around as secret codes on some Masonic degrees type silence. Only the ones initiated knew the key to the codes and thus was able to spread it to the next potential. The pesky rumors for the underclass, they never die out, or contained a seal. In fact, they dissipate to a whisper. Laura couldn't escape hers. She was a WNBA height bound mulatto. She could be found reclusive in her mother's home or chilling with a couple of girls a year or a few younger than her. It wasn't uncommon to see her eyes zoned out or hear her talk about how her mother nags.

Her skeleton was a boy named Haunts who happened to be Graham's older brother. They smashed. No big deal right? Wrong! Haunts had to be a good 5'5 maybe 5'6 Laura was like 6'0 or 6'2. Haunts had to be trailing 18 if not already legal. As rumor served, she was 14 or 15 at the time they smashed. Not only that but someone brought the brewskies and she got liquored up for the dick down. Haunts wasn't the most pulchritudinous person. He had a mean overbite and bugged out eyes, but he hustled well. Not nickel and dime type of side gigs or anything that will send you in front of a judge, he just worked hard. He Sacrificed gear to grow his account. He had affiliations with the NC niggas, but he rarely chilled with them but when he came through he dapped them up. He was the definition of friend zone to girls at the time. No money to spend, no fashion sense, no sex appeal, no reputation just Haunts. So for his advanced age he wasn't getting none when juniors were passing chicks around and rating them. When that night occurred, he went from a boy to a man with full bragging rights, the NC niggas amplified the details at the expense of Laura. Haunts was like Half Pint. NC niggas were like Dean Big Brother Almighty and the Gamma Phi Gamma Fraternity Incorporated and Laura was Jane after the persuaded sex. Laura was left with the scarlet letter H.

Wednesday after work Octavia, Jessica, and I walked over to Laura's house. First time I met the broad I wasn't too lively, I'm like that especially with new faces. I don't do much conversing, I'm more observant. On the stoop in front of her house, the yard looking like we were in a trailer park lot before the mud fight and the kissing cousins competition start. Of the three of us Jessica knew Laura the best aside from Bianca. They loved them a High Yella big bird looking chick. I didn't say much, but she felt insulted as if I should have interacted with her like I Uha, and she, Akeem. I ignored the broad because I had more than what she had at the time, a clean sexual reputation. She thought I would have played punk. At first I wasn't going to entertain her. I was just going to shut her down with 'Okay, whatever. If you say so.' Not feeding into the drama. But no, she's talking like she's really ready to buck. I was at a new level of transformation. In middle school I was the tall big insecure fish in a small, ignorant, rude, egotistical pool. I refused to let anyone come at me sideways thereafter graduation, no matter the reputation. Let a little motherfucker fuck with you and you don't retaliate then you officially become a doormat. These people don't respect turn the other cheek. They want sweat from making you nervous. Blood from digging into your esteem and tears from when you finally self-destruct from all the drama and indignation.

It was a new day, I no longer played the gentle giant, I was a Beast because I went H.A.M. Laura popped out the mouth like a chicken-head, mad just to be mad. This is day one I'm meeting this giraffe, and she's acting belligerent off of he said she said shit. Bitch is you mad? All that mouth and you don't know what to do with it, but Haunts did the time he smashed. I let her know her secret isn't so buried and the chick you never saw but heard of since my name tasted so good in your mouth knows, everyone knows. So I'm going to need your Lady Liber-thot ass to sit down. Silence filled the air as I dropped the bomb on her. Octavia and Jessica's face said it all the 'oh my GOD this just got real face.' All Laura could do is go inside her house to get a cup of cold water for the hot tea I dumped on her and sit. In her feeling she attempted to pour water on me but my reflexes on alert I pushed her direction causing it to spill on the concrete stoop. She then proceeds to get another cup of water; I'm on my feet facing the door if need be we'll shoot the fair ones. She comes out with a refill of water and drinks most of the water, and I focused on her ready for whatever to take place. I sat on the stoop knowing she wasn't going to dump a cup of water on me. She walked down alongside me with Jessica on my right side prompting her not to do anything. Still my eyes dead on her movements, she goes to the last step before reaching the floor and spills half a tablespoon of water on my foot. I had sneakers on so no big deal. I looked at the small puddle and laughed. You still a hoe anyways.

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