A/N: Be careful with the tenses in this chapter. It switches from present to past and vice versa. Also I tried extremely hard to edit for grammar, spelling, blah blah. Bear with me and the mistakes that are probably still hidden in this chapter. Thanks.
My fingers trembled as I softly knocked...
George Zimmerman still gotta face God, that’s the real jury.
Two Months Later, Mid-July
I hate people.
Not in the ‘today’s a bad day because someone pissed me off, so automatically I hate people’ kind of way. More of, I hated everything about the human race. People were insensitive and rude. Scummy. Their general disregard for other individuals or...
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“Sure you don’t want anything?” We were second in line at the theater and this had to be sixth time he asked if I wanted something from the menu. The space smelled heavily of overpriced popcorn and butter, and though my mouth was watering, I refused to say yes. “Not even candy?”
“No.” I...
Blinking my eyes open, I rolled over in bed and curled up in a ball. My body felt tender and sore, a direct result of a week’s worth of practices that I hadn’t recuperated from yet. Every night for the past week it’d been long distance running and a half hour of sprints, coupled with relentless...
"If Ion’t give it to you…You be callin like crazy…When I break you off you be callin me baby…I know why you trippin cause my sex is amazin…"
(Sweets POV)
Take it easy. That’s what I kept tellin myself but my schedule was NOT allowing it! With Chris’s video for DON’T THINK THEY KNOW...
“There’s no baby?” She murmured to herself for the fifth time.
In the entryway of the living room, I gave up the details of the events that occurred on Monday. With what I’d gone through earlier this morning, I was in no way up for discussing anything. But in true Cassandra fashion, her...