Dirty DNA 3: The Renegade (G Street Chronicles Presents) by BlaQue

Author:BlaQue
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: urban fiction, motivation, love, bookclub, essence, paranormal, urban lit, sex, lies, suspense, scandal, david weaver, erotica, womens fiction, kwan, zane, movie, gstreet, eric jerome dickey, romance, urban books, fast paced, music, connie briscoe, series, stripper, goodreads, urban, kimberla lawson roby, relationship, drugs, short story, reshonda tate billingsley, wahida clark, street lit, porn star, deceit, african american, michaelbaisden, thriller, mystery, true glory, gstreetessence, domestic abuse, victoria christopher murray, contemporary fiction, drama, tv, action, maintenance man, ericjdickey
Publisher: G Street Chronicles
Published: 2014-12-24T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

School Dayz

YaSheema Nicole

Somehow I had managed to make it to Washington, D.C. with no incident. I spent the rest of my drive into D.C. peering in the rearview mirror thinking that the police were following me. I’m sure someone must’ve found Aunt Rhina’s body by now and I was sure that they were looking for me. However, no one followed me and I made it to D.C. with no problems.

The first thing I did was check into the university on Monday morning and got my room assignment. After spending my morning in the admission’s office waiting to get my keys, I went about moving my things into my dorm. It took me four hours to haul all of my things in the room by myself and when I was done. I didn’t want to do anything but take a nap, but my growling stomach said otherwise. After showering in the cramped bathroom I was going to share with some stranger, I got dressed and started to head out to see what I could find to eat when a young woman, who I assumed was my roomie, entered my room with a bunch of bags in her hands. She had two middle-age people who I assumed were her parents with her. The young woman dropped her things on the floor and stuck her hand out to greet me. “Hi. My name is Paige. I guess you’re my roomie, YaSheema?”

I didn’t shake her hand; I just looked at her and wondered how she knew my name.

Act cool dummy. They probably told her your name in the admission’s office. Say hello or something. Don’t just stare at her like she’s a freak before she thinks something is wrong with you! Takiya broke into my thoughts and demanded.

I did as I was told and shook the young woman’s hand. “Hi, yes…I’m YaSheema. I’m sorry they didn’t tell me you were coming today. I guess you kind of startled me. Did you need help with your things? I just got all of my things in myself so I know what a hassle it can be,” I offered, even though I didn’t want to help her do shit. If I had to unload and unpack my shit on my own, then she was on her own too.

“Naw, that’s why my parents are here. That…and to make sure I ain’t bunking with a serial killer,” Paige giggled. “You know how parents are. This is my second year here and they still treat me like a damn baby,” Paige whispered.

I’m glad she thought that shit was funny. I could feel the color draining from my face at the mention of serial killer and I didn’t think her joke was funny at all considering I could be categorized as such.

I don’t like her. You need to see what those uppity niggas in that admission’s office can do about this. I don’t think I’ma be able to deal with her. She’s corny as fuck! Takiya said in my ear.

I did my best to ignore her and focused on my new roommate.

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