{CHAPTER 0.2}
EXCEEDING EXPECTATIONS

"They say bad boys ain't no good, but good boys ain't no fun."
-m.k
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"THIS BOUJEE ASS DORM." BruShandria said rolling her eyes as we both laughed. "Shut the hell up hoe." I told her as we took each other in an embrace. Shan was one of my closest friends, we stayed in clubs in Harlem and as she would say I followed her to Stansfeild. "Now hoe let's get our black asses to class." She expressed, as we grabbed our coats, heading out the door.

"Yes, Ashley." Professor Reynolds  expressed calling on some entitled rich no bitchy white girl.  "Herbert took Pip under his wing and taught him how to be a gentleman." She went on only for Shan to have her own loud options. "But then Uncle Pumblechook was out there trying to take all the credit for Pip's success, and he ain't have nothing to do with it, just like a mοtherfսcking white man. I wish a nіgga would with his stupid-ass name." Shan ended I could only laugh my bitch was smart just ghetto as hell.

"And class before we continue , we have a new student Milan Harris who's grades and achievement have shown to be well-suited for this class." Professor introduced me as I stood up and said my heys. "You know c thats a big option from someone who dosen't have areal name." Richard spoke, "Nope.." I shook my head this nigga is clueless to the  hell he just unleashed. "Excuse me? That's right. I don't got a real name. I got two."

"Bruce plus Shaundria, which equals BruShaundria. But the first rule of business is to mind your mοtherfսcking own, Richard." She cleared, damn near finna fly out herdamn chair. "Thank you for enlightening us, Miss Carmichael." The professor spoke, so much was going on I didnt he see Riq walk into class. "Okay, class, this is Tariq St. Patrick. He's joining us a bit late, but he proves he deserves to be here, so don't go easy on him." I turned around looking at him and a pretty lightskin next to him. "Now nigga, why you late?" I whispered, with a small smirk before turning back around as he returned one himself.  "Tariq, what did you think of Great Expectations?"

"Well, Dickens' choice to make every character do the wrong thing for the right reason and vice versa was very effective in highlighting the complexities between innocence and guilt." Riq answered, "Well, how-how do you think that applies to Dickens himself, though, like his choice to change the ending of the book? Why do you think he changed it?" The light-skinned questioned eagerly only because she into Tariq. "Well, I..." Tariq started only to be cut of by Professor Reynolds, "Didn't finish the book... again? We warned you this course was rigorous, Tariq. Now, if you can't keep up, Stansfield has a number of easier classes you can take."

Bloop. Professor Reynolds got time today, y'all. BruShaundria joked on, "Milan what was your interpretation of the book?" Professor Reynolds asked me as I put my books as I knew the clas was soon to end. "Well the book was about wealth and poverty, love and rejection, and the eventual triumph of good over evil. Good over evil which as we all know is controversial because who is only turely good?" I went on as the bell rang. "Ahh..saved by the bell thank you Ms. Harris for finsihing the book, maybe help Mr. St.Patrick."

"Riq." I called after him as he walked out the classroom. "Whats up with that? Professor Reynolds is on your ass..just finish the book." I told him because to me it was a simple task. "Its not that simple Lani." He expressed raising is voice a bit in frustration. "Nigga, who is you feeling like?" I asked as my face scrunched up with a chuckle. "Im sorry Lani..Im dealing with shit ite and I gotta go." He told me before rushing off.

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"This shit dope." Diana spoke entering my dorm. "Thank you very much." I thanked closing the door. "So whats been up, since I saw you?" She asked sitting on the edge of my bed. "Bitch you saw me last night."

"Soooo..." She smiled, "ohh. What you really asking is whats up with Riq." I figured as her smiled widened as I simply said his name. "You like him." I expressed, teasing her as she smiled. "Im feeling him just a little." She went on pinching her fingers. "Well..he did text me bout some frat party tonight." I told her flopping next to her. "We should slide." I told her, with a smirk. "Its a white boy frat, shit starts at 9 and ends at like 4am."

"Pick me up at 10?" She asked with a smirk, "We having family dinner tonight you should come and we can roll out a bit after."

"fasho. We finna get white boy wasted..ahhh."   

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I pulled up outside Diana crib walking to the door soon knocking, only for it to be opened by Cane sexy ass. "Ma I ain't know you was coming through for dinner." he said biting his lip looking me up and down. "Its a lotta shit yon know." I told him with a smile. "mhm..why don't you come teach me." He said letting me in the house as he checked me out he more when I entered. All I could feel was his eye watching me walk towards the dinner table. My eye lay on Tariq as I speak to everyone and hug Monet introducing myself.

"So..Milan how do you and Tariq know each other?" Dru asked as Tariq had just finished telling the family about his classes. "Um..his dad and my uncle were real close and me, him, and re-"I cut myself off choking on almost saying her name. "We grew up together." I ended, Riq looked at me with soft eye as an its okay. Tariq twin sister Reina was my best friend, we told each and did everything together, me and him both watched Ray Ray shoot her in cold blood we were all like siblings. "Im sorry excuse me." I spoke getting up from the table and out the door to get some air.

Trying to catch my breath again as I stood on the steps breathing heavy with my hands on my hips. I heard the door close behind me, it was Riq. He took me in an embrace, "Breathe, Breathe." He told me, as we stood there a minute. "You know I...I still have the nightmares." I told him  as I begged the tears from falling. "When my eye Im back there holding her body...Ri..Riq its was so cold." I cried. "I know..I know."

"Hey..hey look at me..Its okay." He told me, as the wind dried my tears. The front door opened again. "Hey Lan, you okay?" D asked, "We should get going soon." She went on as we walked back in the house.

"Yea."

After a few are you okays dinner went back to being dinner, there was soon a abrupt knock at the door. "who's that? Diana asked her mother. "I look like Ms. Cleo?" she questioned back as we all joked. "Cane see who dat is." she told him ending our conversation. "aright." He expressed heading for the door. "Surprise!" A voice exclaimed from the front door., "Ah, shit. Uncle Frank!" I heard cane expressed. "How you doing?"

"Good. Damn, Cane, look at you!" Uncle frank went on gripping Canes shoulders and shit he was right Canes body was everything and straight hood nigga. "You're built like a mοthеrfսckеr, just like your pops."

What you doing here, Frank? I thought you still had a couple years. Monet asked, as took a drink of my water. "I got out early." Bullshit and everybody at the table knew it only way a nigga geting out is if they ratted. "On what? 'Cause I know it wasn't good behavior." Monet expressed, not taking the shit he was throwing her way. Frank laughed, "What's up, Dru? Zeke?" he spoke as his eyes soon landed on Riq. "I know you?" He questioned, "He's Zeke's roommate from school and this my friend Milan." Diana expressed, "Hey, Uncle Frank." I felt his eye staring directly at my breast, he couldn't have made it more obvious.  "Wow, look who grew up." Frank told Diana, Princess Diana. He went on as she let out a small smile that soon turn into an uncomfortable frown at his next words, "Hmm, you really filled out, huh?"

What do you want, Frank? Monet asked getting aggravated with noticing how uncomfortable Diana and I had become as he spoke.  "I just need a little help, Mo. Lorenzo said to hit you up. He promised me." Monet saw the bullshit clear as day "See, that's a lie, 'cause Lorenzo ain't promise nobody sh¡t. You need to go." She expressed. "Oh, sh¡t, ain't you the one always spouting "family first"? They don't know me out in these streets no more." He went on." And I know Lorenzo's got you running things..." Sparking a fuse, Monet slammed her fits down on the table, "Okay, dinner's over. Diana, get the plates. Now" She expressed, as D soon got up. "Ill help." I spoke getting up with her.

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Me and D were finishing up with the dishes as Cane walked back into the house. "Imma go change, you go here?" Diana asked me as she finished most of the dishes. "Yea, gon head." I told her as Cane entered the kitchen. "Real good here." He whispered in my ear as he stood behind me as I washed the rest of the dishes. I'm smiled at his closeness and as his sent flew to my nose

"I like you just like this." He told me as his hands trailed down my exposed thighs."shut up." I laughed, loving his touch. "Did Riq get back safe?" I questioned drying my hands off. "yea the lil nigga good."

"And where you and my sista going tonight anyway?" He asked letting me go, leaning back on the counter with his hand behind him on both sides. "What make you think we going some where?" I questioned cheekily with a smirk. He grinned, you ain't jus put dis on just to come to my house fa dinner." He concurred referring to the denim skirt and bomber jacket combo I had going , getting closer to mae. "This frat party up town." I told him, as I leaned back on the island in front of him. "mhm...you gon be there all night?"He questioned face scrunched up at the thought. "na D will be home by 2 at da latest." I assured turning around grabbing my bag.

"What you going to sum nigga house after?" He spoke dripping with jealousy in his tone, crossing his arms. I laughed, "Na, you coming home wimme." He told me grabbing me face. "Is that right?" I asked looking into his eyes smiling. "Lan i'm ready." Diana spoke soon coming down the stairs as I lightly pushed Cane back, walking to D. "Lani I'm deadass."Cane assured as we walked out the door not before I flashed him a smile.

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"He gon get you pregnant." Diana spoke as we drove. "what?" I laughed as we turned the corner. "My brother, he gon get you pregnant." She told laughing, shaking her head. "What makes you so sure?" I asked still astonish by her remarks. "That look in his eye that come every time he see you." She told me as we arrived. "You're crazy." I her laugh as we walked across the street.

"Drinks ladies?" Brayden asked me and Diana as we sat on the couch. "what you got?" I asked em. "Awl shit ya Tariq's like sister sum shit..he told me, Milan right?"

"Yea, and you're Brayden..my new favorite white boy and best friend." I told him as he handed me a drink. "Hell yea, we're gonna have fun together."'he said as Tariq made his way over to me and D.

D and Tariq snuck off somewhere talking while me and Brayden got high outside. "You know all about the life right?" He went on. "Of course you do..Riq tryna move some weight he just won't take my help"

"What?" I knew his terrible lying ass was doing some shit to pay Tasha's lawyer.

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"Why don't you just stay here tonight?" Diana offered, as we walked into her house. "We've both been drinking.."She went on tryna look out. Campus only 20 away I can make thanks tho D. I told her ass we walked to the kitchen. "Imma just grab a water den head on out."I told her as she hugged me and ran up the stairs only for Cane to be coming down. "Walk Milan out." She expressed as she left from my view.

"How was the frat?" He asked me as I drunk my water as i hopped on top of the island. "It's was uh..it was pretty tuff." I told him as he was now in front of me, hands on both of my thighs. Ma you  really finna drive back to campus when you can jus stay here wimme?" He went on, my eyes trailed from his to how broad his shoulders were in that white wifebeater and how his chocolate mussels stood out. His hand went up my skirt ever so swiftly as he felt the hem of my black laced panties. "Tell me to stop ma." He breathed out look into my soul.
I responded by spreading my legs a little more as he slipped them off.

So lifting my skirt fully. Milan what are you doing this is his mother's kitchen, fuck that her house. I couldn't help but think to myself. I gasped, as he ate  me like as if he was on death row and i was his last meal. "let's go so I can hear you." He spoke picking me up.

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This is chapter 2 my loveliest readers i hope you're enjoying cus i love it yall!! 🫶🏼