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Gianna Alexis(16)
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Chris Brown(18)
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Crystal Jones(15)
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Jannah Mancea(15)
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Janessa(19)
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Rashad(18)
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Chapter1: Depressed

She slipped on her shorts and bra then turned to tha body length mirror on tha side of her bathroom door , staring at her form. There, was everything she need to see......good and bad. Sucking in her gut, she struck a model-like pose, hoping it would set off tha illusion of her being thinner. And thats what she saw, a thin girl.........that is until she turned to a side view and two rolls of fat came into her visions view. Located right underneath her breasts, it only took those two rolls to make her ‘thin fantasy’ come crashing down. She was once again fat.

She ran her fingers slowly down tha mirror in tha shape of her body. Tha body that kept her confided in herself. Kept her from being as out going as she should, from feeling as comfortable as she should. And tha body that also kept her away from tha clothes she would love to wear...... halter tops, tube tops, sun dresses......even things as simple as a spaghetti- strapped tank tops. She brung her hands to her body, letting her finger tips run over her shoulders and tha back of her arms. A shudder erupted inside her as she felt tha ripple of stretch marks along them. Sigh of disgust slipped out her lips as she leaned in towards tha mirror, touching her face. Her eyebrows furrowed, a frown etched on her mouth as her fingers ran over a new set of pimples on tha right side of her forehead. She despised tha girl staring back at her. Tha big lips, nose, small eyes, her undone eyebrows. Tha rectangular- thick-lensed eyes glasses ....she hated everything about her. Tha hairy legs and arms, tha bitten down nails.....tha uneven skin tone....everything. She just wanted to kill her. She derseves to drop dead.............she hated tha girl that stars back at her........her ugly reflection......

Her name is Gianna Aniyah Alexis, she is 16 years old, Haitian......and she has a problem. An emotional, physical and mental problem. When she looks into a mirror she doesn’t see a person but a ugly beast that really needed to lose a couple pounds. She cant stand tha person she is......so she secretly does things to herself that in her mind are helping, but in reality, are making things worst. She goes around with a smile on her face.....but has a negative attitude towards everything...see she is .....depressed......that is until a new boy moves into tha house across from her.....will he be tha one to build her up and show her that she is beautiful inside and out and tha image she sees isn’t anything but her low self esteem? Or will he be tha one to break her and send her into a endless amount of pain........this is Gianna Story.....

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Okayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!

I'm trying to figure out WHY you havent added to this story yet?!
Mami do you need some motivation? I'll motivate you!
If you not gonna post it here, will you please, PLEASE email it to me?
This is a STORY!
A real story and I would love to see more of it please!
-Brittney
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**``~``** The One and Only Sweet-Lady a.k.a Miss. Sweetz **``~``**

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**``~``** 305 Haitian 4 Life **``~``**

**``~``** Reppin CBH To the Fullest We Do It Big Cuz Theres No Other Way To Do It **``~``**

U gotta Run it like rite now an wasnt dis storii up b4...??? i think it even left off here

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read my storii THINGS NEED 2 CHANGE

last part of chapter2:

i was now at my locker leaving things i wouldn’t need for my h/w and grabbing things i WOULD need, when i felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned to see Tiff and Jan waiting on me. “Hey, ya’ll.”i greeted them, while grabbing my Algebra2 textbook.
“Hey, girl...you gonna tell us why Rashad is callin you out ya name na??” Tiffany asked me, wasting no time in getting to the point of things. I rolled my eyes as a frustrated sigh escaped my lips, “Rashad is ALWAYS calling me out my name, nothing new.”
“Girl, i dont even know why you put up wit his bulls***! He aint nobody, put him back in his mutherf***ing place, s***. Oh wow, boy is a basketball star big deal. One bad injury and his career’s OVER and DONE. Then whats he got going for him? His looks? Psshh, he aint nuffin.” Jannah fumed, always hating when Rashad thought he was so big cause he lead the basketball team. Honestly, i dont even know, after my outburst and his reaction......i dont know.
“Seriously ya’ll it aint nuffin.....just forget.” i sighed. “Ok, but you gonna need to start standing up for yourself, really you cant let him walk all over you, just cuz you used to like him----!” Tiffany started but i cut in. “Ok, Tiffany, s***, i get it i need to stand up for myself!” i hissed angrily. I know i was getting mad over something dumb, but that was MY business NOT the world’s.
I slammed my locker door closed and stomped off with Jannah and Tiffany at my heels.
“Gianna!!” they yelled out, but ignored them. I continued to walk away from them. As i turned the corner leading into the school lobby, i knocked right into someone.
2nd time today, i was knocked down on to the floor, damn man. Could it get any worst?? “WTF can you watch where you goin???”i sneered, getting up. Apparently it could cuz i looked up and saw Chris At this point i dont even care, i was just tryna get HOME. “Damn, my bad----oh damn, whats good Gianna!”. wow....is it just me or was he looking so much more fine??
“I’m—i’m good........bye!” i stuttered, trying to rush past him, but he caught me by my arm.
“I mean damn is you ALWAYS tryna dip out on someone??” he raised his eye brow. s***, he looked so sexy when he did that! “NO. I just wanna----!” i began to reply but i was cut off by Rashad, and his crew: Kenny, Danny, John, and Carlos. Damn, im sooo gonna be blown for the rest of the WEEK.
“Hey wuts good, Chris!----(sees Chris holdin on to my arm) whoa, wuts goin on?? Dawg dont tell me you tryna talk to Psycho- b****!” Rashad smirked at me. I immedately dropped my head, letting punk me. Ask me wuts NEW?? Chris on the other hand looked real confused. “Wut? Iono who ‘psycho-b****’ but i AM tryna talk to Gianna.” he let e/b know. Yo i must be hearing things did he just say he tryna talk to ME??
“Whoa Chris! Not even, but you new. I’mma let you figure out why aint nobody but her lil’ friends talk to her ass.” Rashad chuckled, then he got in my face pushing my head. Hard. “Later, Psycho...b****.”
With that he and his crew walked off, cising how he punked me. I tried my best to conceal the fact that tears were welling in my eyes. “Yo, that wasn’t even cool.....why you let em get at you like that ma??” Chris asked in concern and anger. I looked up at him, hurt present in my eyes. “You know wut i hate more then a guy that humiliates me by punking me? A guy that tries to humiliate me by faking like he gives a f***.” i spat as snatched my arm away. He gave me a look like i was crazii.
“Wtf? Wut are you talking bout, Gianna??” i rolled my eyes and stomped my way out the school to find my bus, leaving him speechless. And i thought that was that. Chris would learn his place with the populars and start punking my ugly-fat-ass too. I couldn’t have been more WRONG.

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i ride like a soldia put NUFFIN be fore ya anything you ask i'll be RIGHT there ta do it, but if i react you tell mii to relax NO need ta take it bacc cuz boi you put mii thru it circular motions is all we do, so sick of goin back and forth wit you

still chapter2:

As came to tha end of tha next hall, Gianna picked up her speed as if she was being pursued......and she was. But it wasn’t by anything she could run from, little did she know. Just another corner.....another hall......then i can get out of this hellhole ....im almost there almost out----uhh! wtf??she thought, just as she turned tha corner, someone ran into her. Knocking right off her feet. “f***” she mumbled, rubbing her head in pain.“Oh s***! Mah bad, ma!” a masculine baritone voice said in concern. Not even.....she started to think until she looked into tha boy’s eyes. Her breath got caught in her throat and she felt her eyes widen. She was in tha presence of an angel. He looked so perfect in her eyes...... too perfect to be associated with tha likes of her. “Im- im fine....thanks...for um asking....i uh gotta go!!” scrambling to get to her feet, Gianna tried to bolt off but tha boy caught her. “Whoa, shawty whats ya rush??” he questioned, but she didn’t hear him. Her focus was on tha fact that he hand his arm wrapped around her waist. “I----um–nothing----nothing.”she manged to utter out. The boy furrowed his eyebrows in confusion and he was tha type that when he was confused bout somethin he expressed it no regrets. “Yo, wuts wrong?” “Nothing!” But Gianna was trying to convince her self more then she was him. And even if she was tryna convince tha boy, she woulda failed straight up, the look on his face showed he flat out didn’t believe what she just said. “Yeh, and i’m Michael Jackson.” said the boy sarcastically. She thought hard before she answered, trying hard not to show her nervousness. “Wut do you WANT me to say??” Gianna choked out. Tha boy was quiet for alittle bit, before saying, “iono.....somethin like tha truth?”

It was silent for wut seemed like hours, but was really only a few minutes. The boy stared into her eyes, causing her to immedately look down. Ring bell, ring.....she pleaded in her mind. “Wuts ya name?” the boy asked suddenly. “...why?” “Why not?” Gianna was at a lost for words. Why was this boy trying so hard?? To help HER of all people. “.....Gianna Alexis.” “Well, Gianna.....thats a pretty name by tha way(she blushes).... can you look up at me while i talk to you??” slowly, she looked back up into tha boy’s dark brown eyes, sparkling with curiosity. “Im Chris Brown......im new here.”he introduced his self ,holding out his hand. Gianna eyed his clothes, recognizing tha Bathing Ape brand. Trust me you’ll fit RIGHT in........ “ok.” she said softly, ignoring the hand he put out for her to shake. “Yeh......so you ight na?” Chris questioned, slowly lowing his hand. She nodded confirming his thought. Even though it was wrong. “....good......yo, do you know where this class is??” he handed her a schedule, pointing at tha specific class. Gianna felt her heart skip a beat. Biology......with Ms. Jones. “Wut time is it???” she asked frantically, hoping that class was over by now. Chris looked at her weirdly, but continued on to pull out his sidekick3 to check tha time. “10 after.....why??” yes, 2 more minutes..... “no reason......just class is gonna be over soon....so I’ll take you to your next class.” “Uh....o-k.” Chris said unsurely, he had a feeling she was trying to avoid something...but wut?? Was that tha reason she was running in tha 1st place?? He wondered wut exactly was going on with this girl........
**End of Day***

+Gianna’s POV+

Finally, tha day was OVER. I was ready to just go home, and stay up in my room for the remainder of the day.
To recap the day: Rashad and his crew got people going around talkin bout how im a crazii psycho- b****, my best friends Jannah and Tiffany are bugging me to tell them WHY Rashad was going round callin me a crazii-psycho b**** and that Chris -boy......i haven’t seen him since after 5th block, when i dipped after seeing Danny, one of Rashad’s closest friend and also an eye- witness to my out burst in 4th. But it was w/e.

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i ride like a soldia put NUFFIN be fore ya anything you ask i'll be RIGHT there ta do it, but if i react you tell mii to relax NO need ta take it bacc cuz boi you put mii thru it circular motions is all we do, so sick of goin back and forth wit you

ight, its been a minute since i've been on this but i'mma try to finish wut i started, bump/ review please,:)!!

[[Chapter02]]: *//[[why me/ A new friend.....or not]]//*

Setting:
Montgomery County; Sliver Spring, MD
Spring brook high school
4th prd: Biology class with Ms. Jones

All i ask is why me?
I kno some1 had to go thru this but
why me?? Why did i have to b tha one to be steady getting hurt
why must people who don’t even kno me, have tha right to judge
me in such a harsh painful way?
Why must they hold tha power to control mah feelings?? Why must they
do this to ME?? I never done anythin but mind my own
but everybody acts as if i’m tha b**** that stay in they biddness.......

it was 4th period Biology class and all Gianna wanted was to disappear. this was one of those classes where none of her friends were with her, but Rashad and most of his crew defiantly were. Let me take a moment to explain the situation at hand. Shy Gianna Jamyra Alexis was what most people would be called an ‘ invisible’ no body really cared for her or knew she was in existence besides her two friends, and Rashad. Rashad Harris, captain of the basketball team, he always seemed to have it in her ever since he began to date her older sister, Janessa, who was a sophomore in college that year.
Gianna on the other hand now a junior in high school, never wanted to just evaporate into nothingness as much as she did at this present moment. All she wanted was to be left alone.....but of course Rashad and his crew wasn’t having that. They messed with her through out tha period, and she didn’t even look to the teacher for help. Rashad had tha love of every single teacher. And the one’s that he actually had felt blessed to be graced by his presence., just cuz he was SpringBrook’s best basketball player, nobody wanted to be responsible for getting tha ‘star’ kicked off tha team. Thunk! The sound made by yet another wad of paper colliding with Gianna’s head. 30 minutes left..she thought, hopelessly looking at tha clock. “Ay, yo fat-ass!” she cringed at tha sound of one of Rashad’s tormenting friends calling her outside of her name . “FAT-ASS do you not hear me calling you??”

Gianna looked down at her journal reading over tha poem she had just written. Why me?? That is really a question worth answering.....a tear rolled down her cheek, as yet another paper-ball hit her, this time on tha side of her face . How much more of this was she going to be able to take?? Man, i need to stop crying....stop crying Gi, damn!!she scolded herself fiercely. “Yo, lay off her, Tae you got her cryin.”Rashad chuckled. She still couldn’t believe him, he was being so wrong to her...all because of Janessa. Why couldn’t somebody just come save her? “Yo b****!” another one of Rashad’s friends called. Gianna tried to ignore them. Thats all you need to do, ignore them....28 minutes more....
Gianna looked over to tha teacher, her eyes pleading for help.....only to be shot down by a quick uninterested glance. Tha teacher returned to her attention back to her computer, with no regrets. Whack! Was tha sound of a spit-ball hitting tha back of Gianna’s neck. Tha whole class exploded in laughter. Before she knew what she was doing, she stood up and walked over to Rashad, giving him tha hardest slap across tha face that she could muster. It was as if she was having an out of body experience, this couldn’t be quiet Gianna Alexis, some one who could never look anyone in tha eye for along time. Now she was shaking and screaming , “f*** YOU! You dont kno s*** bout me or anything i go thru!!”

Everything was silent. Everyone stared at her in shock. Was it really her, Gianna Alexis, tha girl who barely talked without her friends around......screaming and hitting her sister’s man? Rashad blinked in shock as his hand met tha spot Gianna had hit him.

Even Ms. Jones was looking at her funny. Everyone was judging her, they were always looking at her different she could never please any of them. No longer could she stand it, so she ran. Not knowing where, she just wanted an out. She ran out tha class down tha hall and around tha corner. She was gonna run as far as her legs would take her. If it was out of town. So be it. If it was out of state. So be it. Hell, she’d run her ass to Alaska if she could, anywhere but here.

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i ride like a soldia put NUFFIN be fore ya anything you ask i'll be RIGHT there ta do it, but if i react you tell mii to relax NO need ta take it bacc cuz boi you put mii thru it circular motions is all we do, so sick of goin back and forth wit you

run it girl this story looks like it's gonna be good

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Ya Girl Lynn