Girls…

Today is a weird day. I’ve been at this new school for a few weeks and I can honestly say I hate it here. The whites pretty much keep away from us, so we do the same. It’s known that if one of us talks to a white girl, we will be harassed, and even potentially jumped. I’ve never really fallen for a white girl before, probably because all I know are black girls. Thicker than your average white girl, and much louder, they are completely different. I guess thats what intrigues me about this one girl named kristin. Even that name is unusual to me. She’s got a nice complexion, and long blond hair, with a little bit of black died in it. She’s not thick, but has a nice pair of legs and the type of attitude I like. The type of  white girl I’d go for. Me and my boys call her snowflake because basically, she’s white and beautiful. Fuck it, I’m going to talk to her and I don’t care what happens. I want to see what she is all about…