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Maybe then he would be drunk enough to do it. "He wants to, right Demitri?" Kyle asked, smiling. Demitri looked in his cup and started drinking more. After, he took a breath and looked at Becca. "Can't let Becky lose her dare streak." Demitri said and Becca rubbed her arms. Kendra smiled and stood up, pulling Becca to her feet while Demitri stood on his own. Kendra started leading the two to her bedroom. Demitri looked back at the guys and they both gave him two thumbs up. He felt like throwing up or passing out or a terrible combination of the two.

I called him as Drake also left with them. “Yes,” He inquired. “I need your help,” “Yeah?” He asked. “Can you tell me the details of Dragane’s appearance?” He thinned his eyebrows and nodded otherwise. “Yeah, sure,” He said and started telling me about Dragane. His long and strong physique, dressing style, hair and eye color and at last he told me about his long braid. “That's it,” I said to stop him. “That is what I needed to know,” I said and he asked.

"It's too revealing Brenda. I don't even know why I bought that dress in the first place." "Well you bought it for a time like this." Brenda insisted. Silencing her with a stern look. "You're wearing this tonight girl." Weruche conceeded wordlessly. There was no arguing with Brenda once she got bossy. She touched her hair. "I don't even know what to do with my hair, I didn't get it done and I don't have any wigs." She glanced at Brenda, trying not to fell insecure but her friend had used attachments to braid her hair in two strand twists that fell to her waist, with that hair and her killer outfit, she didn't even need and invitation to get into any party and yet all Weruche had was her natu

she sighed, itching her hair. “Don’t scratch lice everywhere oh.” Aisha joked, ”I’m not even bothered about my hair. It’s already condemned.” Aisha had on Ghana weaving,big ones to be precise,with black attachment. It was very rough and old. “Like I had already planned the hair I was going to make for the holidays.” Ify reminisced, ”Big braids, either black and pink or just plain black or plain purple or blue or… okay I was not sure yet.” she giggled, seeing the incredulous look on Naeto’s face.

He looked at me oddly with a perfectly raised eyebrow. "What?" "It means tell me what you want to say to me" I smiled a little at how confused he looked. God I hope he didn't see that. He only chuckled a little. "Right" a raised his hand and scratched his hands awkwardly. The one thing that was physically unique about Dili was his hair, it got girls fawning over him. I mean with the jet midnight color and silky looking texture, I'm not surprised that girls worship the ground he walks. He's hair was naturally full but was slightly cut flat by the sides giving him a black American look.