Treasure POV:
I woke up late, trying to get myself ready for school, my reason for oversleeping is because I came home late from working my new job. I got a job working at that sleazy motel that ten minutes from my house. It’s the one that running the prostitution operation. My job is simple I clean the rooms every time the prostitutes finish with their Johns, I also clean up around other places.
The owner Dale, try to preserve everyone that he is running a legitimate business. We all knew that was now true thanks to the mouth of the south, not only that everyone always see the same women taking different men inside their rooms. Dale motel is a run down place it looks like it have been fix in years, everyone knows about Dale, even the kids that goes to my school because if they are looking for a place to have a good fuck. Dale motel is the place to go, because Dale ask no questions the only thing he cares about is making money. I think back on that day I enter his office looking for a job.
Flash back:
“ Are you lost young lady?” a man ask.
“ No Dale, I came in here looking for you”
“ Why is that?”
“ I need a job, I hoped that you will give me one”
“ First off you are too young to work here you have to be 18, I’m running a legitimate-“
“ Cut the crap Dale, everybody here knows you are running a prostitute ring,”
“ No I’m not, I’m an honest business man, so what you have heard is a lie”
“Don’t patronize me Dale, you can stop with the act, I’m not a cop or have a wire on. All I want to do is make some money so I can leave this forsaken place after I graduate. I don’t judge whatever type of things you and your girls do behind close doors is your business, I just want to work”
“ I see nothing get past you”
“ Like I said everyone knows about your operation, we just turn a blind eye too it what do you say?”
“ I say that you got a job” Dale said with his hand out.
I shook it immediately, that day Dale told me he needed a housekeeper to keep the rooms, and his office clean. I work from 4pm to 10pm five days a week, I accepted it immediately.
End of flashback:
I was fully dress, reaching for my bag and headed out of my room, I went downstairs into the kitchen went into the refrigerator I grab a bottle of water, and apple I close the refrigerator turn around and jump when I saw Dax standing there staring at me. He was staring at me with lust in his eyes, and he kept licking his lips, I wanted to hurl most of all I needed to leave right away. I walked over to where Dax was standing, I try to get pass him, he blocks me from leaving.
“Excuse me, I need to leave” I said feeling annoy.
“Where were you last night? I know you was out there whoring around.”
“ Wow Dax, straight to the point, anyway its none of your business where I been. Last time I check you are nothing to me, so get out of my way”
“ If I were you I will watch how you talk to me, it will come a day that mouth of yours will get you into trouble. I will be the one who will fuck that pretty mouth of yours, and you are going to like what comes out, you don’t know what you do to me Treasure I cannot wait til I fuck the shit out of you”
“ You are disgusting, it will be a cold day in hell before I even let you touch me. remember last time Dax, this time I will not be nice, I will kill you” I warn him pushing pass him.
I finally made it to school, I went to my locker grab my English book and headed to my class. When I arrive, I notice the teacher was not present let, I went straight to my desk and sat down. Five minutes later Alana and her crew enter the room, they started walking to their seats. As soon as Alana notices me, I knew it was about to be some drama because the bitch live for it. As I expected she comes and approach me right along with her brainless boyfriend, this should be good.
“ Look here, it’s the bitch again, Treasure I would had thought you would not show your face here at school again from the rumors I heard”
“ And what rumor is that?”
“ Oh that you fuck your mom boyfriend he rejected you after and you stab him because of it, that why you went to juvenile”
“ I see that you are starting to become more brighter with your thinking skills. I have to give it to you Alana, you are finally thinking with your head, not with your mouth. Keep it up Alana you can become the brightest crayon in the box”
“ You bitch, how dare you insult me like this”
“ It was easy, I just spoke the truth, and you know I’m right Alana, it’s a shame once you got rich you became a bitch. Also, if you think I will quit school over some rumor you are sadly mistaken. So Alana, I will advise for you to leave me alone cause if you keeping fucking with me, I will reveal your dirty secret”
“Whatever, Let go baby” Alana walks off with her boyfriend, I knew how to push the right button. It does not take much to bring a bully down, especially a weak one hiding behind her little crew.
Soon the teacher Ms. Green enter the room, right along with an unknown guy, all the girls in the room drool. I could see the guys giving a death stare, your typical high school mojo.
“ Hello class, I need your undivided attention we have a new student. Young man would you like to introduce yourself?” Ms. Green ask.
The guy nodded and stood in front of the whole class and said “ Hi my name is Harlem”.
Harlem POV: The car ride was silence as Jessika and I sit in the back seat, while our parents are in the front. There nothing to be said about our situation my mom, Jessika and I are unhappy about how things turn out. My father on the other hand feel that this is the best decision that ever happen to him. I already know why he feels that way because of the affairs he had with women. My mother knows nothing about it, I want to tell her so bad I knew what it will do to her and I did not have the heart to tell her back then. But now I’m trying to find a way to tell her, either way it goes, it going to hurt her in the long run. I don’t want to be a bad son that kept secrets from my mother. Even though I feel that I’m protecting her, but in reality, I’m hurting her more, and that not fair for her to believe that her marriage is sacred. My father has a lot of nerve to do this to her, he knows that I know about the multiple women that he is messing around with because I caught him co
Treasure POV: When Ms. Green told the guy to introduce his self. He spoke that when I found out his name was Harlem. He was not a bad looking guy he stood to be about 6’3 medium built short black curly hair, and brown skin. From his appearance he look like he have this bad boy image about him. I could see why the girls are drooling over him, he carry himself like he don’t have a care in the world. Ms. Green told him to sit by me, and he nodded waling over the enemy seat by me. I could see the girls have not taken their eyes off him. Its only going to be a matter of time before Harlem get suck right into the trap of popularity. When that happen Alana and her girls will dig their claws into him, I would not be surprised right now that they already planning out how to seduce him. It’s not my place to say anything, I just hope that Harlem is smart enough to see through the bullshit. I looked up in front of the class and pay attention to Ms. Green lesson. It was the end of the
Harlem POV: I woke you an hour early, getting ready for school. I did my routine shower, brush my teeth and put my clothes on. I was ready in 20 minutes, I gather my red hoodie and my bag and headed downstairs, the moment I enter the kitchen I wish I could just turn back around. There was my father sitting at the kitchen table drinking coffee and reading the newspaper. I looked around to see if my mother was present, before I could say something my father spoke.“ If you are looking for your mother, she is not here. I will take you and Jessika to school this morning.”“ I will rather walk, you can take Jessika to school” I said going into the refrigerator grabbing a bottle of water and a pear.“ Look Harlem, there no need for you to be walking to school. I mean you are familiar with this town yet”“ I can manage, I walked home by myself yesterday I know where the school is at. Excuse me I have to get going”“ When are you going to get over this bullshit ass attitude?”“ Excuse me?”
Charmaine POV: I can’t believe it, I have the hottest boy in my room, and I’m giving him head right as we speak. I hoped that I could get his attention, I became happy that he shows up to my party. Once I’m done sucking him off, I need to come up with a plan to make him mine. I know he told me he not looking for a relationship, but a girl can try. I want to be by his side, and I can get the attention to be honest I’m tired of being in Alana shadow. She always makes it seem that we need her to become popular, also she thinks the world revolves around her what a bitch. I only say around her because she able to get us in to underage clubs, and also giving the best weed that money can buy. Alana thinks just because her father has money that she can do whatever she wants. Unlike her father who only got rich because of a lottery snitch off ticket. My father earns his money by working hard each day, he started from the bottom and work his way up to success. My father deserves every
Alana POV: I hate to admit that I’m jealous of Charmaine, it's true that Harlem is sexy as hell, he is sexier than Jackson. I could tell that in no time Harlem will become popular, and I need to have him by my side. I’m tiring of Jackson, I’m getting bored with him, the only reason I kept him around is because of the sex, now that getting boring now he always wants to do the same old boring position and that the missionary position, he always got to be on top just to prove his ego. I have to admit Treasure was right about Jackson having no brains at all, and it took her to say it to have me realize what kind of air head that he is. I don’t see no future with him at all. I need to try something different, since Harlem is brown completion, I believe that his dick is much bigger than Jackson I will have to find out for myself. I could tell that Charmaine had interest in him, I don’t care because I cannot really stand her, I don’t even know why I pull up with her? I remembe
Treasure POV: To my surprise I knew it was only a matter of time that either Alana or one of goons was going to dig their claws into the new boy. Those heifers are honey trappers, all they do is seek the most eligible boys then they lure them in their trap once they are in it’s no going back. I can only imagine what Charmaine did to get Harlem. It’s not my problem all I can do is shake my head, Harlem do not know what he got himself into. I mean he not a bad-looking guy, he looks a lot better than Alana brainless boyfriend who I found out name is Jackson. I can already tell that Alana is attempting to make a claim on Harlem, even though Charmaine have claim as hers. I can already see that this situation is not going end well, this is your typical high school drama. When do anything be normal? High School is like a completion everyone for themselves it either you win or lose. The way I see things is that you have four years to spent here, that enough time to learn people and
Harlem POV: I was sitting at a table in the cafeteria, typing on my phone to Jason, letting him know I miss him. He was telling me how things was at my old school he inform me that Preston no longer attend the school anymore because he got caught in some mess. That his father could not get him out off, Jason told me it had something to do with a girl. According to people they said that Preston either attempt or rape a girl. No one could get the facts right because there so many rumors going around, but in all I’m glad that prick is getting what he deserve I wish I could had been there to see the look on his face. I was still texting, when I heard the sound of someone clearing their throat. I looked up to see three guys wearing letterman jackets and their hair was slick back. If I was to guess they had to be on the football team. I wonder what do they want? From the way they look, they seem like airheads with no brains. I know the type, the popular jocks who have all the girl
Treasure POV: The weekends are boring, that they're nothing to do but sit around and become miserable. What I hate most about being home is bumping into my mother and Dax, that sometimes I wish I was back in juvenile. Those two have no shame of what they do, I remember earlier in the afternoon I went downstairs to get a drink of water. I checked to see if I had any mail, I walk into the living room. The minute I enter I truly regret ever doing it, there was my mother and Dax having sex on the couch butt naked. That all I could do was leave out of the room, I know that me catching them in the act, did not stop them because I could them keeping going. I return to my room and laid in the bed and went to sleep. A few hours later, I woke up and headed back downstairs, when I enter the living room this time no one was there. I was glad for that I went over to the coffee table, notice there was mail on the table. I pick it up going through it till I saw there was a letter for me. I