We stop in front of a dinner called Poppies. He hops out the car and comes over to my side and opens my door also. 'Well if he isn't the gangster gentleman' I thought mentally laughing at my corny joke.
We walk in and sit at a booth by the kitchen but further away from the other people here. I sit down and Ramon sits in front of me. I slowly look him over and man is he fine! He had a black button down shirt on and baggy dark jeans with black Jordan's. The thing I realized was I gave this guy my virginity and I have no clue what he's about. Before I can ask him questions. Our waitress walks over.
"What can I get you sweetie?" she said pouting her lips some and batting her eyes. Can you say SLUT!
"Yeah can I get a lemonade" he said smoothly.
"Sure thing Hun" she said about to walk away. Did she not even see me?
"Um you forgot about me" I said rudely.
"Oh" she said walking back towards me and just stared at me.
"Well are you going to order a drink?" she said rolling her neck. I hope it falls off.
"I'll have a sprite" I said dismissing her. She just rolled her eyes and smacked her teeth and walked away.
"I see somebody's getting no tip" I mumbled to myself. I guess Ramon heard me because he just laughed.
"It's not funny" I said pouting and crossing my arms over my chest in a childish way which makes him laugh again.
"You should stop pouting before I bite your lips off" he said.
I immediately blush. Why does he have to say things like that? He reached over and cupped my cheek with his hand and rubbed it with his thumb. I blushed harder if that was even possible. Nobody has ever made me blush this much and I'm not sure if it's a good thing or not.
"I love it when you blush. It's such a turn on" he said taking his hand away.
I think I blushed even harder. I bet I look like a tomato ready to burst. "Anyway how old are you?" I said changing the subject.
"17, I turn 18 in a month" my eyes widen.
"Wow"
"What about you?"
"Um I'm 16" I said shyly fidgeting with my hands under the table.
He laughs. "How cute, my white girl is so innocent"
I blush again. Before I can ask him another question. Our rude waitress walks back over with two drinks in her hand.
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The Church Girl And The Thug
Teen Fiction*Read at your own risk* Who ever thought that a sweet girl like Rose would cross paths with a street thug like Ramon. Rose was always loving, and sweet. Being the Preachers daughter made her life so stressful. So when one unforgettable night pulls t...
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