Khloe "Kloh" Stepp 😍
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Diyah's pov:
The next morning I woke up to a hot cup of coffee and some Dunkin Donuts on my table with a note from Khloe saying she was sorry and that she hopes I wasn't still mad at her.
How can I be? Khloe has been my best friend since high school. She was crying in the bathroom because of some guy and I just happened to be in there to comfort her. She confided in me and ever since then we've been inseparable.
She could've been a model with her tall, slim figure and long blonde hair and her grey eyes. She was mixed just like I was except I was black and white from my mom's side and Italian from my dad's side. Khloe was fully white from her mom's side and Italian from her dad's side. We both planned on going to Italy one day and learning some Italian because we didn't know any.
That made me think of Giovanni. I knew he had to be Italian for sure now. The name fit him perfectly. I got flashbacks of last night and I licked my lips to reminisce the feeling of his lips again. He was such a good kisser, I wonder what else those lips could do. I had to stop, I probably wouldn't ever see him again and that was great. I don't think I could've been able to keep my virginity if he kept that up any longer. God, what's wrong with me?
I jumped out of bed, brushed my teeth, and took a quick shower. After eating my treat from Khlo, I got ready to go to the mall. I wish I would've had someone with me but Khloe had work to go to and I was stuck with no other friends. She was practically my only friend and that was fine with me. Females can be so fake and I was glad to not be in all that mess. Although Khloe could be such a white girl sometimes and irked my soul, she was still my girl. I put on some sweats and a hoodie. I put my curly hair in a bun and made my way out the door.
Once at the mall, I went straight to the food court. I loved to grub on some food and the mall was the perfect place to do so. I order some pretzels with melted cheese to dip them in and a large mango smoothie. Khloe got me hooked on it and now everytime I come to the mall, that's all I order.
After finishing my food and receiving glares from the toothpicks with the fake blonde hair, fake tan, and fake boobs. I threw my food away. It's not my fault all they ever eat is salad and water and still can't get their bodies right. I was natural everywhere and I have my grandmother to thank for that. My curly hair and big eyes came from my other grandmother and I had her to thank too.
My phone vibrated and it was a text from Khloe.
Where are you?
At the mall, why?
I just got let off of work early? Wanna hang?
Yeah, meet me at the mall. I'll be at Sweety's.
Kk. Be there in 10 minutes.
Khloe was an escort and although we didn't need the money, she loved her job too much to give it up. She didn't do anything besides going to parties, dinners, or premieres with celebrities or people loaded with money. She got paid 2 thousand just for going and extra thousands for pictures being taken or any forms of PDA. I could never do anything like that because my mother would die of a heart attack if she saw me with the clothes escorts have to wear sometimes and because she doesn't approve of me dating just yet.
I'm 22 for gods sake and I was still put on a leash due to her. Call me crazy but I kinda love it, it's just her way of showing she cares even though it's kinda of psycho. My dad on the other hand is the chill parent, he doesn't try to boss me around or tell me what to do. Although I'm his youngest child, he knows I'm grown enough to make my own decisions.
After about 10 minutes of looking for an outfit, Khloe pulled up behind me and hugged me .
"Hi best friend, mind telling me the special occasion for being at the mall this early ?" she asks.
"Ughhhhh, my dads making me go to a dinner to meet a friend of his and his son."
"Why ughhhh? Who knows maybe the son could be cute? Or maybe even the dad?" she says while smirking.
"Ewwwwww! Messing around with old men is all you, not me. The goods will be kept."
"Hey, my goods are kept too!" she says playfully pushing me.
"Fineeeee, I guess you're right. I'm sorry about last night. So much happened and I took it out on you," I say pulling her back into a hug.
"So much like what?"
I go on and tell her everything from meeting Giovanni at the club to the car ride home with Huey.
"Ohhhh, so your night was terrible because you got kissed my a smoking hot Italian and another smokin hot Italian have you a ride home?"
"Fine, it wasn't that bad," I say realizing it.
"Well, mine wasn't good either. I got called in to escort some snobby white boy to his birthday bash. God, it was terrible. He kept trying to get under my dress and it was just ughhhh," she says gagging.
"Okay well let's forget last night and worry about finding me a dress for this dinner. If you aren't doing anything I would love it if you came. You know how much my parents love you."
It was true, since the day I met Khloe and I invited her over. My parents loved her because unlike the rest of my friends, Khloe had manners and was actually mature. Plus, she was really smart and always made sure to help me in school since I wasn't as smart. She was 3 months older than me so I always assumed that's why she was so mature.
"I'll come with just because your moms cooking is amazing."
I left out the part that mom wasn't going to be cooking because I knew she wouldn't come if I told her.
"Anyways, I pick for you. You pick for me."
Me and Khloe have been doing this since forever. If we had some place to go and we were both going together, we would pick each other's clothes out and thankfully we both knew each other's sense of style and were the same size just incase we picked out something the other didn't like.
"Okay, meet back here at 1?"
"Yeah, then we can go get something to eat. I'm hungry again."
After about searching for 30 minutes, I finally find something that would go great with Khloe. It's a long sleeve light tan shirt and a wine red short skirt that goes perfect with it. I went and got a scarf , black heels, and some jewelry that went perfect with the outfit. It was simple but yet elegant enough for a dinner.
I clocked at the clock and I still had a good hour until 1. I texted Khloe and let her know I was done and luckily she was done as well.
We met up and both drove separately to Pana 88 to get some noodles and chai. Again, another thing Khloe got me hooked to. After talking and catching up, we went home and fell asleep watching TV.
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Gio's pov:
I walked to my closet and got out a crisp dress shirt and some pants. A suit wasn't necessary. This was probably another one of dad's attempt to get me with one of his partner's daughters.
I dialed up Ina and told her the situation and of course she wanted to come as my "date". If she wasn't so clingy and easy, I might've given her a chance but she was and that wasn't what I wanted. I took a quick shower and got dressed. I sprayed myself and made my way downstairs. Tonya was downstairs in dress and had her hair down.
"Ready to go?"
"Actually, I'm gonna have Leo take you. I'm waiting on a friend of mine."
"It isn't what's her face, is it?" she asks looking annoyed.
"Ina? And yes it it is. Why don't you like her? She's a friend of mine."
"You mean your fuck toy? She's fake, just like everything on her."
"Either way, she's my date to this dinner so suck it up and goooo," I say putting on her jacket and pushing her out the door.
Just as I'm about to close the door, Ina walks in and God was she looking good. She had on a tight bright orange dress that wanted to be let out of her body.
All together, she was sexy. Not beautiful like Diyah. She had lesser of a body and didn't make me feel anything other than horny when I was around her.
"Hey handsome," she says while pulling me in for a kiss.
I kiss back and as always, feel nothing at all. With Diyah, I felt everything.
"We should get going, you should know what to do and how to act by now," I say wrapping my arm around her waist.
She grabs my hand and travels it downward to her ass.
"I have no panties on," she whispers in my ear.
"Just thought you should know," she says walking straight ahead.
I catch up to her and pull her back to my chest and although it would be nice to have sex right now with her. I can't risk my dad getting angry at me for being late especially for something that would even be worthwhile.
"We'll take care of all that later," I say with a smirk.
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