she was a soph...i was a sr...it was 'tradition' for sr's to snatch up the underclassmen of course
she was pretty in that innocent/she gonna be BAD when she get older sorta way...model-ish but short n skinny...now she still very very attractive...think Jada Pinkett-ish
pushed up on her at her lunch table...in front of all her lil friends...now i was pretty used to being cursed out by girls' peoples (mothers, grandmothers,brothers, fathers... in that order) because i had a deep as voice since 12....same wit hers...couldnt barely call the crib so we just did the kissing by the lockers thing...anyways...her lil bff and i didn't care for each other and she bad mouthed me causing lil tender roni to stop messin wit me...i wind up wit another chic and we used to be all in the roni's face...
ffw to college...we kinda reconnect and become friends...all good...i was sorta her big brother...she had a dude who was doin her dirty...eventually we stopped rapping after she went thru drama w/ dude
ffw to adulthood....she works w/my brother and asks about me...we reconnect...she single...i'm attached but on the outs...we somehow wind up kicking it and then became a thing...official
then one day...one of the worst days of my life...my crib burns down...i lose everything...lost my gig and whip too...a few weeks later....she needs to talk..... she needed more.............more what? .....more everything.... she needed more from a man who lost everything granted she has more deep issues than national geographic but hey