Just Wanna Be Yo Girl - 1

"So what made you wanna walk me home?" Marcus and I proceeded to walk down Virginia street, one of the main streets to our block. "Hm, I dont know. I've been watching you lately." He smiled. "So you've been watching me? I'll be sure to lock my windows and close my curtains tonight." I jokingly said. "Not like that Chanel." He playfully pushed me. "I'm talking about like around school. You only hang out with Ebony. After school you go straight home and you don't come outside. You're like a turtle or something." Damn this boy really has been watching me. "I like keeping to myself. Im not really an open person, ya know? I dont like everybody knowing me or my business." Marcus started nodding his head in agreement. "I wish more girls was like you. Everybody in Franklin High knows everybody's business. I'm surprised you haven't heard.." "Heard what?" "That I'm single." No, this can't be life. He can't be trying to spit game lol. "Oh you are? Hmph." "What's that suppose to mean?" We turned left to the corner off Virginia, onto Lee street. "Nothing Marcus, chill." I was hesitant to pull out my iPod and listen to music, I'm not really much of a talker. "So I'm guessing you're taken?" "No." I looked down and fiddled with my shirt. "Word?" "Yup." I sighed. A part of me hates being single, but its confusing because I've never had a real boyfriend. I want to know what a relationship is like. "Damn, are people blind? You are beautiful. You're sort of like an exotic type of human." "Oh? well ..thank you." "I'm not tryin to hit on you. I'm just stating facts. You are beautiful. What makes you even more beautiful is your mystery. You kinda leave people hanging on." Marcus' stare hardened on me. "Thank you , I appreciate it." Ooh please kill me right now. I'm blushing too damn hard right now. My ears and cheeks are burning like crazy. "No problem...You blushin crazy hard Chanel." Marcus started to laugh. "As you can tell I'm not use to compliments." I started to play with my hair, doing anything to not look Marcus in his face. "Well, when you get with me you're gonna get use to it." Uh..okay. In your dreams Marcus." I don't know how long we were walking and when we had got to our block but we're standing in the middle of the street like dummies. I sort of feel like I'm in a movie because the sun is shining bright, and the spring noise is filling our ears with sweet music. This is sort of like the moment before the guy and girl kiss. "So, this is my stop." "Yeah." "Yup." This is so awkward. "Chanel." "Yeah?" "Can I get a hug?" "..Yeah" Our arms intertwined like vines on trees, our bodies clung together and his sweet aroma filled my nostrils with a pleasant smell. Oh this is Heaven. Feeling my legs go weak I snatched away quickly. I wish I could hug him forever. "I gotta go." I ran up to my doorstep quickly and fumbled with my keys , trying to unlock the door. "Oh Gosh." Finally getting inside the house I slid down the door, just like they do in the movie's. "So who was that Chanel?" Mom poked her head out from a corner with a wide grin. "Nobody." I got up quickly and ran straight to my room. "I wanna meet him!" I heard her yell after I closed the door. No Mom, you will not meet him. No,no, no, you will NOT embarrass me. Shit if only I could tell her that.

All I can think about is the walk home with Marcus. Its been on my mind for hours. It feels like I let him explore me with out even having to ask. This couldn't possibly be my first crush. The first time we talked was yesterday. But I see him all the time. Still that doesn't justify catching baby feelings this fast. Looking out my window I saw the same guys from yesterday, playing basketball. This must be a routine for them. "Aye time out!" I heard one of the guys shout. He's wearing a grey wife beater, black gym shorts and grey 23's. Keeping my eyes on him for so long I didn't notice he was walking to the direction of my house. Oh shit I hope he doesn't see me. Ninja diving from out the window I semi-rolled under my bed. "Chanel !" It's Marcus. "Yeah?" I shouted before actually gettin back into the window. "Come outside." "Uh. I cant." "Why?" "You see I didnt do my homework." Bullshit. "Oh ok." He started to walk away. "Hold on..I'll come out. Give me a minute." He turned around and smiled his famous smile which made me all jittery inside. Lordddd you have blessed this young man. Now what am I to wear? I'm still wearing the clothes I wore to school. I don't wanna change because he's gonna think I changed just for him. Yet I don't wanna look like I don't have clothes. "Ughhh !" I opened my drawer and pulled out some black Adida pants. "I guess I can wear these." I pulled out a white v-neck and grabbed my Adida slippers from under my bed. "Gotta freshen up." After dressing I debated on how I was gonna wear my hair. "I should pull it up, it's more sporty." I grabbed my brush and brushed until it was wavy how I liked it. It's go time. I've done wasted 15 minutes getting ready to go outside. Walking downstairs I noticed the house was extremely too quiet. Momma must have stepped out. As I approached the door butterflies started to form in my stomach. Why am I so nervous? I'm only going outside, it's not like I'm going on a date. "About time." Marcus stood on my porch dribbling the basketball. "My bad." I looked down at my zebra striped socks. "I'm playin." "Where'd everybody go?" I looked at my white G-Shock watch, it's only 7:02. "Everybody else went to the center. Ray Ray and Junior supposedly got in a fight with some dudes from the other side." Ray and Junior are Marcus' best friends. "God, I hope this doesn't turn out bad. God forbid." I went and sat down on the porch swing. "Come sit down." "So what made you come out?" "I don't know maybe because you asked me to." I said matter of fact-ly. "Alright, alright ,alright." "What is there to do now that I came out?" Marcus shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know maybe chill with MacDaddy Marcus." I laughed , thats all I could do. Marcus is really silly. I think I can see myself being good friends with him.

Just Wanna Be Yo Girl - 1

*Bells Rings*

Great time for another fantastic day at Franklin High, I so love it here. Sike, who am I kidding? I cant wait to get out of this place. FH has to be the biggest catastrophe in Springfield. This school is soooo cliche. We have everything from drug-dealers to Teen-Mom's. One good thing I can say about this school is that we always test high in state exams Principal McNeil dont play when it comes down to education. He may be one person I miss after I graduate. "Chizzy !" This chipper voice I recognized from any where. It's my best friend Ebony, she's also my locker partner. "Ezzy!" I hugged her. "Why didn't you come to the mall yesterday? Everybody was there." "That's exactly why." I laughed. Grabbing my pre-Calc and English literature book out the locker I listened to Ebony talk about what happened at the mall yesterday. "Girl you know Stephanie Taylor? Well her and DeMandre broke up! She caught him talking to another girl. I tried to tell her he was a playa. But hey who listens to Ebony?" Me. Ebony talks a mile a minute , it takes forever for her to shut up, but I still love her though. "That's a damn shame Ebony. But you know Stephanie will bounce back, she always does." I'm not trying to throw shade on Stephanie, but home girl gets around and it's nothing for her to have a new man within seconds. "I should tell her that." Ebony smirked. "Go ahead if you want to. You're only gonna do it because you want DeMandre." Ebony has had a crush on DeMandre Walker since I've met her. Her ever-lasting flame for him never dies, it only strengthens with time. "Aw Chanel, you know me so well." She pinched my cheeks and cooed at me like I was a baby. "You're a mess." I shut the locker then picked up my multi-coloured zebra striped Jansport backpack. "I'll see you later Ebony." I walked down the hallway to make a pit-stop at the restroom before going to class. I can't walk up in the class thinking I look cute when I look a hot mess. When a walked into the bathroom a couple girls fake smiled then went back to puffing on their Newport. I can't stand the smell of cigarettes. I look good. Mhm. Today I was wearing all black: black slip-on Chucks, black skinny jeans, and a black Kid Cudi shirt. Green and blue eye shadow complimented my green eyes, which I get from my Dad. My golden brown coloured skin glistened just a little bit under the fluorescent lights. I look fly. Lately my confidence has been really low , I dont know why though. Maybe because everybody surrounding me has a partner, and I dont. Sometimes I wonder why Im so ugly? Having coloured eyes doesn't make a person pretty. I've been told that plenty of times. I'm not gonna let this get the best of me though, today I feel really good, extra good. Looking to my left and right I saw the smoking girls left. The warning bell must have rang. I skidded into class just in the nick of time. "Good morning Ms.Chanel, I'm happy you could make it today." Ugh. Mrs.Ransbottom is such a sarcastic ass.

Class periods have flown by today because now I'm in lunch, but I dont feel like eating. "Chizzy." Ebony shook my shoulder. "Yeah?" "Why the long face?" "No reason." I sighed and pulled out my Mead notebook. "Ebony?" "Yeah?" "Am I pretty?" I had to get someone's opinion. "Hell yeah girl ! Especially with your light skin." Ebony was a nice chocolate color. I'd died for her skin color. "I'm not light skin Ebony, sheesh." Running my fingers through my curly hair I sighed, once more. "Aw shut the fuck up Chanel. You're pretty and you know it. Shit Im sexy and I know it." Ebony started shuffling in the middle of the cafeteria floor. "Oh my gosh sit down!" I laughed. "Aw you foolin'." A random voice shouted. I looked in the voice direction and it was Marcus. Aw shoot. "What you talkin' about boy? Everyday Im shuffling." Ebony continued to dance. Even a few people got up and started dancing. See this is what I love about Ebony , she knows how to liven up the place. Looking around I saw Ebony was getting some stares from the guys. No lie, but Ebony got a shape. I wish my butt was as big as hers . Some guys called her BBE, Big Booty Ebony, which she puts them in check for. Ebony is what you call thick. I'm guessing her being athletic plays a big part in her shape too. "I'm done fooling." Ebony bowed and sat back down. "Ebony you are something else !" "I know, I know." She popped her collar on her black leather jacket. Sometimes I wish I was as spontaneous as Ebony.

School was a breeze today, I'm guessing it was okay. No drama, no smart remarks, no detention. I'm coolio. "Hey !" Shit right before I'm about to jam. "Huh?" I turned around to see Marcus and two of his friends. "Oh hey Marcus." I smiled. "Hey. I never got your name yesterday." "It's Chanel." I clutched my books close to my chest. "That's a pretty name." I could feel my cheeks getting hot. "Thank you" I looked down at my Chucks. Feeling fingers touch my chin and my eyes meeting Marcus' I got even more embarrassed. "What's down there?" Marcus looked down at my shoes. "Oh nothing." I could feel my palms getting sweaty. Marcus gave his boys a head nod and they started to walk away. "Wait, why are they leaving?" I heard my voice shaking. "Is it ok if I walk you home?" "Yeah, I guess." I started to bite on my lip, bad habit of mines when I start to get nervous. "Don't be shy, Marcus got you." He wrapped an arm around me and started walking with me. Oh Lord, please don't let me faint.

Just Wanna Be Yo Girl

*- This is a free-write story. Im in the mood to write. Hopefully this will last-*

"How far can ya go? I wanna see ya work out for me, work out for me." J.Cole blasted through my iHome speakers. Moving my hips to the bass, I started snapping. You know how the old folks get when a old school song comes on. "Chanel!" My mothers loud southern drawl cut through the music. "Yes ma'am?" I muted the music then stood in the doorway of my room. "Can you turn that noise down? I have company." Great, she's forever inviting people over with out my consent. "Whew." Letting out a long breath, I untied my hair and let it flow down my back. I had a decent amount of hair thanks to my Mama for taking care of it all these years. Opening up my window I sat in the window sill and watched the neighbour hood boys play basket ball in the street. I'm guessing it's a game of horse. I never really pay too much attention to these guys until they're under my window playing that good ol' basketball. Mama tells me to stay away from boys like I'm some little girl who believes boys still have cooties. I'm almost 18. I have 56 days until my big day. And 37 days until my graduation. Im a senior in high school if you didnt know. I've been going to Franklin High since the end of my sophomore year when I moved to Springfield. Springfield is a small town in Virginia. Before moving to Springfield , we've lived in Georgia, Texas, California, New York and in Canada. What can I say my Mom loves to travel. Mom finally decided to settle down when she met Roderick Davis. He's a local pharmacist and when he's not that he's a coach for Franklin High's basketball team. At first I didnt think Roderick was my Mom's type, hell I didnt know if my Mom had a type since her and my Dad split up. Yeah yeah,sob story I'm over it now. Mom and Dad seem to be happy with their lives. Besides the fact I like Roderick, he treats my Mom well and keeps a kool-aid smile on her face. He's also the closest thing I have to a father figure since my Dad moved back to Italy. "Hey!" A booming voice invaded my thoughts. Looking down I saw one of the boys that was playing basketball waving at me. "Um hey." I waved. I wonder how long was he yelling for me? "Come outside." "No thank you." I climbed out my window sill and leaned outside the window. The sun's warm embraced covered my face. "Why? You're always couped up in your house like a rat." Shaking my head at the boy, I smiled because he was telling the truth. I didnt bang with too many people in the neighbour hood to be outside with them. "Maybe tomorrow?" I know damn well I'm not coming out tomorrow. "Promise?" "Boy I dont even know you to promise you anything." I giggled. "Damn..cold world." What? Did he just say cold world? "Boy what you know about a cold world?" "Shit I know there's no snuggies." He's a J.Cole fan just like me ! "Keep this up and I may come out..." I drawed waiting for his name. "Marcus." His hazel eyes twinkled complimenting his chocolate skin. "Alright Marcus." I smiled, shut my window and closed my drapes leaving Marcus standing under my window.