Latrelle From On My Block Novels & Stories

until she noticed the hickey Blaze made on her creamy body. She recalled the scenes and sighed deeply. Maybe tonight was a mistake... maybe she shouldn't let her do all this... maybe she shouldn't go to the tattoo bar. "Hello?" she dialled a number and waited for the person to answer the call. In the middle of the night, a girl, drunk, staring at the pictures of Cliterella on the 60inch Plasma TV... "So drastic yet so arrogant..." she murmured moving to the next picture. Blair had been on Blaze's mind lately and whatever she does, she can't forget her.

He asked me before turning to look at the road. I put my head up like I was giving his words some thoughts before I replied “I don’t think so.” “No” I told him again, suddenly remembering some things. Lavelle turned to me in shock “No” “Yes. Now that I think about it, she was selling crackers in the market area while Tianna and I were in school. My parents sponsor Tianna’s education” “I see” was Lavelle's only response to me as he pulled into the Thompson’s mansion.

River The apartment sat in a quiet neighborhood, tucked between sleek fitness studios and overpriced organic cafes. One of those places people passed by without ever really looking at. But I had looked. I had studied. It was an expensive neighborhood, so the people here must be popular or rich. Either way, my mission brought me here. The girl who lived here, Leila Dane, was a name I recognized. Olympic-level track star. Decorated, glorified, worshipped. A walking billboard for the illusion of perfection.

Then at Adia. “Hey,” he whispered to Lila. “Hey, baby girl. That’s me.” Lila giggled and patted his face with sticky hands. Adia had to turn away for a second. The penthouse had never sounded like this. By 10AM the backyard was full of people. Adia’s mom was directing traffic with a clipboard. Kael’s assistant, Priya, was arguing with the balloon guy about helium. Three of Adia’s old baristas were here, now employees at Mbeki & Co.

"Are you still asleep? It is the first day of school, you do not want to be late, now do you? She asked with concern in her voice. "I am coming, mom!" He replied loudly from the bathroom, rubbing his body hurriedly with the towel. "Okay honey. Your breakfast is set already. Hurry up!" Her voice rang out again. *** It was a pleasant September day, bright and shiny with fresh summer beauty. The leaves were still fresh and green from the tall trees. The lawn still exuded a natural kind of green that told stories of nature's lovely touch. He stood in front of Darkota High School's building and thanked his lucky stars that he was on time. He walked in to meet a crowd of students all over. A few w

Meth and Heroin were the drugs of choice in these parts. Leila wasn’t as sensitive to the hot or cold since being turned, but even she began to feel like an egg frying on the pavement after twenty minutes of loitering around the rundown motel. She swatted at a mosquito and then it’s entire family it’d brought along to feast on her. Zen’s mood was deteriorating just as rapidly, especially when she stumbled on a pothole and about twisted her ankle. “Fuck this. I don’t want to catch hepatitis around here. I think this is a waste of time girl. Most of these people are asleep and only come out at night. I think we should call it a day.”

Jonathan clapped his hands to gain everyone's attention and yelled at the top of his lungs, “Excuse me ladies and gentleman. I am sorry to disturb you all but I have a news for you. May I have your attention please. I have some exciting news for everyone. It is about your loved calluage Lelia. I know you all must be think she is innocent lady. But it is not true. She is like a beautiful poisonous snake. You can admired it first beauty but when it will get chance it will bite you. That's why all beautiful things are not real. My beloved sister-in-law Lelia is a bitch. Before she married to my disable outcast brother she had your relation with Liam Hill. She was his fiance. But she left him an

They stood together for a moment, listening to the hum of the cooler and the muffled sound of the street outside. “You shouldn’t be alone here,” Sofia said. “I’m not,” Lillian replied. “Not in the way that matters.” By early evening, word spread anyway. A man who delivered flowers every Tuesday stopped by with a bundle he insisted was free. A woman from the corner bakery left a loaf on the counter without comment. A child pressed her face to the window, staring with the curiosity reserved for things newly complicated. Not everyone smiled. A flyer appeared taped to the lamppost outside. OPPORTUNIST. GO BACK TO WHERE YOU BELONG.

Kelvin didn’t have a face on his profile, so she had no expectations, but she couldn’t help typing another reply to him. LEILA: Are you short? KELVIN: What? Maybe she was more traumatized than she realized. LEILA: Forget I asked. Count me in. I’m in Total Gardens on Corey Street. The sad lady in a black dress, red lips, little makeup, hair down, waiting for her sexy prince charming to show up. Lol. You can easily hear the music playing down the street but if you don’t, hit me up for directions. Here’s my number. Call, don’t text.

Letha is sorting out shampoo and detergent in minimarket. Since moving to LA, this is the first time Letha take Hill to shop at the convenience store near her apartment. So far, Letha prefers to shop alone than with Hill because that kid will definitely mess up. As happened today. When she was busy sorting things out, Hill was busy running around showing the items he wanted to put in the cart. Fortunately, Letha's one loud shake succeeded in making the boy silent and did not dare to ask for anything.