The Sexy Babysitter ((Odell Beckham Jr)) *complete*

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"I've been thinking to much..."

Twenty One Pilots: Ride in the mm!! 🕴

[yes, this may be an urban book. But, I love different genres of music in certain chapters. Don't be having no fits now. Enjoy joy this chapter. - Chy Chy]

- Beck -

Beck, was reminiscing from this mornings events, while he sat in Chemistry. The teacher spoke but in his mind he was listening to his teacher who looked like mister Magoo. But, the thought of Chanel, just made him cringe from what she said. Beck, likes a girl to be a "young lady" about herself. Not saying stuff like that - plus showing she was willing to be a hoe like, joseline Hernandez. That was a big turn off for him.

"Man, son... that's Caterina!" Beck, said looking at Jarvis, he looked surprised as me. Just last year she was skinny as a rail. Now she was the best shit poppin'. Body was bangin' hard as hell.

"Yo? Word! That ain't, Caterina! I take that bag, B." I shrugged and turn back to my locker,

"It's coo', that ain't my guh'..." a few seconds later I felt someone tap my shoulder,

"You still haven't shown me what that mouf' do, Beck..." Chanel said that with such confidence, it irk Beck to his very soul. If his sister even tried to act like that he would grab them by there very ankles hang them upside down. And shake them till they'd have some sense in there brains. But? Then again, he didn't have to worry about that - his mom didn't play those "hot in the panties" games.

"What, Chanel? What do you want?" He said leaning his back against his own locker. She gave him a pouty face and ran her hand down his chest. He swiftly swiped her hand away with no emotion on his face,
"Like I said? What do you want - I gots to be getting to class..." she kissed her teeth and rolled her eyes.

"Bahaha," Jarvis and Beck laughed looking at one another, "she can roll ha' eyes and stomp her feet but these two fine niggas she sho' can't beat!" The slapped hands as they bust into laughter. Chanel was mad he wasn't giving her any play,

"You two are so lame..." Caterina, said as she finally spoke,

"Oh! Little Rena, over there finally talks..." Beck said fanning her off,

"Are you mad at me, Becky with the good hair?" She said ruffling his very blonde curls. He smacked her hand away and picked up his backpack,

"Nah. You good, shawty." Chanel look from him to her, giving her friend a "bih, no you didn't face".

"What? Why you looking at me like that?" Caterina, said frowning up at Chanel. But Beck had caught that look,