Feeling Good

Chapter 1

Tiffany watched through her window, the people passing by on the city streets down below. You can tell so much from how a person carries himself. She watched as a small girl with her bangs died green stuck her tongue out at taxi drivers going by. She watched as a girl about her age with long black hair and tan skin was running towards her apartment. Shit! She had nearly forgotten. She was supposed to meet Rihanna at her apartment in about 2 minutes. There was some emergency or something. At least that’s what Rihanna had said.

Tiffany quickly put a shirt on over her brand new turquoise push up bikini top and started running towards the elevator to get to Rihannas apartment. When the elevator stopped on Rihanna's floor, in walked Rihanna herself!
“Omygod, hey Rih!!!”
“What happened Tiff?” said Rihanna, “Why weren’t you where you said you would be when you said you would be there?”
“Sorry, Rih, I got… distracted.”
Rihanna snorted. “By what? your new boobs? Seriously Tiff, they were big enough as they were, then you had to go and get implants AND you wear a push up? I’m so jel!”
Tiffany looked down her shirt. They looked realistic enough… right? It’s not like her cleavage was Nikki Minaj’s twin sister. “No, Rihanna, I was just kind of staring off into space I guess… what’s the emergency here in Chicags?”
“Well, there’s supposed to be some new girl moving here from LA.”
“Yeah, I heard about that. What;s her name?” asked Tiffany
“Something weird. Fiancee, I think.”
Tiffany gasped. “OMG Rih, are you freaking serious? What’s her last name?”
“Morris. Why do you ask?”
Tiffany spoke slowly, “Okay Rih, you’re not going to like this, but I’m pretty sure we went to middle school together. We used to be, like, BFFS. ”
“Bullshit. Do you still like her?”
“I’m not sure… haven’t seen her in a few years.”
“Right, I don’t want to talk about Fiancee right now, but speaking of new people, did you see Asher’s d*ck yesterday?”
“What the f*ck, Rih, it’s not like I go around looking at peoples dicks like you do. Let me remind you, YOU’RE the one who lost her virginity junior year, and so far it looks like you’re the only one in the school who’s had that experience aside from Fiancee who got a little carried away with Ryan Beckett in the seventh grade. I was jealous at the time, but not anymore. God Rih, do I look like one to go around sucking on certain random male body parts like you do?”
“Um, actually Tiff, you do, and I think you’re trying too hard. Look at that unnaturally large bulge in your shirt. I’d trade chests with you any day but that’d be painful. Speaking of pain-”
“I get the idea Rih, your experience with Blake Hudson felt amazing and you want to try it again.  I’ve heard it all before.” said Tiffany “Can we go to the pool now?”
“I guess so, but seriously Tiff, guy wise, you don’t know what you’re missing.”
“You tell me that a lot,” said Tiffany, “Come on, the water looks warm.”
“Look!”
“What?”
“There’s Asher. Check out his d*ck. Seriously, I can’t believe you didn’t notice!”
Rihanna walked over to asher
“Hey Ash!” Ashers eyes stayed on Rihannas stringy yellow bikini top.
“Hey…”
Rihanna stepped closer and tossed her dark hair over her shoulder. “You look good”
“Thanks, you look...better.”
“Awwww… hey Ash, we should talk, Come to my apartment in five?”
“Okay.” said asher who looked thrilled
Rihanna skipped over to Tiff “I’m doing it again in five minutes.”
Tiffany rolled her eyes “I’m, like, so jel”
“You don’t have to pretend, Tiff, we’re always gonna be besties!”
“Okay, you have fun.”
“Will do!” said Rihanna while running off into her apartment