Keyshuna POV
I hate that bitch Ariel. I work with her ugly fat ass. I can't stand her. She always trying to act like she better than me. Being a goody two shoes, all she wear is sweats, stupid bitch. I don't like her.
Her man is fine though. I think I want me some of that. I would take him from her in a heart bet. He should be mine anyway.
Oh by the way, I'm Keyshuna Marshall. I'm 20 years old and I'm black, Indian, and Chinese. I have a hourglass frame. My waist is so thin, it looks unreal. I got a huge ass and nice d cup titties. I have shoulder length hair and I'm caramel colored. I have plump lips and Chinese eyes. The only problem is, I have kind of a large forehead, but that's not that big of a deal.
I have two sisters and one brother. My brother's name is Ethan and he a drug dealer. He go with some bitch that he won't introduce us to. I don't know why.
I walked out the work place to see that Ariel had gotten in her baby daddy car and he was walking into the place. I stopped him and he looked at me.
"Hey. How are you?" I asked seductively.
"Good and you?" he asked.
"Just fine big daddy. Would you like to go out some time?",I asked.
"Naw. I got a girl. Seeya later." he said before walking away.
Dammit! What does that bitch have that I don't? I'm prettier, thinner, freakier, and I can get any guy I want. Why is he not one of them?
I'll get him to be mine. Mark my words I will.