Bubba & Becky

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
Bubba likes Becky Tayler. There on oppoite ends of the food chain. What happens when the two meet, A Thug and A girl like Becky Tayler.

Submitted: May 21, 2013

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Bubba & Becky

I was falling off of a mountain, my heart was racing and my adrenaline was pumping. I was about to reach the bottom when all of sudden I heard the sound of my Algebra yelling. I woke up in an instant with a startle. “Wake up Martinez!” he screamed. All around me whispers of me and how I never pay attention. Not from her though, not from Becky Tayler.  I looked back to me quickly to see if she was even paying attention. I think she heard but just didn’t want to laugh. Becky was beautiful, brunette hair, dashing green eyes and the curviest body you can imagine! That’s not what I wanted though, not from her at least. After Mr. James stopped his lecture on radicals class was almost over. Tick tock the bell mocked me as I waited to get out.

After the bell rang I ran to go meet up with my boys. Jaime, Cuete and Jose were waiting for me by our usual smoke spot. We call it little Mexico by the railroad tracks. We stashed our Dro and Jack there most of the time. Jaime brought the good shit this time. We all laughed deeply when he pulled out some pills. He had brought us Ecstasy. As each one of them took it I waited to throw it so no one noticed. I didn’t like doing pills, every time I tried to take one I thought about what Becky would say.  See the problem with Becky is that she runs with the opposite crew. She’s rich but doesn’t act like it. Her friends on the other hand are downright snobby bitches. As we all four walked I just kept thinking about her beautiful face with lightly colored freckles.

The next day in second period English we got a project. It was about Romeo and Juliet. The second Mrs. Casey said we could have partners I looked at Becky. She caught my gaze and our eyes met. My heart about skipped a beat. Then reality came back to me. “Victor and Becky” will be partners she said. It took me a while to understand what had happened. I didn’t recognize my own name for a second there. You see my homeboys call me Bubba. I got that name when I smoke some “blubbery yum yum” marijuana. I wigged out and went crazy, so from that day they decided I was Bubba. When I looked over to Becky’s seat she was gone. Then I smelled the scent of an angel. I turned around to see her smiling down at me with those perfect teeth. “What should we make for our project” Becky said softly. I didn’t know what to say, I was in shock this gorgeous girl was partners with me, a thug.

I heard Becky had a thing for thugs. Ones with tattoos, muscles, dickies and some Nike cortezes. Which was exactly who I was.  There were plenty of thugs here at JJ High School. Why was I any different? Becky’s friend told me back then that she had a thing for me. Unfortunately they said if I tried to get with her they would tell her parents. If there was anything worse than her friends hating me, it was her parents. We sat and talked about everything but the project. Becky’s hands went around my muscles. “What’s this scar Bubba?” Becky asked curiously. I scrambled for words to say. So since I had nothing to say, I said the truth. “I was shot when Jaime and I tried to steal a Mercedes Benz” I said with the lump of guilt in my throat. Then something happened that I didn’t see coming. Becky kissed me and, it was exactly what I dreamed about for years.

Later that night we went to the library to work on our project. Becky said her parents never let a guy come over. I couldn’t let my beautiful angel come to my hood, it’s too dangerous. We had hours to do our project but we finished in about an hour. Becky and I had at least three hours to kill, so we went for ice cream. After talking for a good hour we went to my car because it was getting chilly as night set. Then we started just looking at each other like we were the only people in the world. Becky with her lush pink lips started to kiss mine. Next thing I knew she was on top of me in the back of my car. Becky wasn’t a hoe, I was actually her first. I would never admit this to my boys but she was actually mine too. Becky knew that too, that’s why she did it…I think. We made sweet, amazing love, we weren’t dating but I loved her. We used a condom but it broke, Becky said don’t worry I’m covered. We went at it for what seemed like hours. When we finished Becky grabbed my hand and said “Baby your mine now okay?” I had no disagreement. I smiled and kissed her, “Don’t worry babe you’re my one and only” I whispered. After that I had to drop Becky off and I went home.

The next few weeks went great. Becky’s friends finally accepted how happy I made her and trusted that I would treat her right. I did everything for her that I could. We went to the movies; she even hung with me and my boys. They liked Becky not because she was beautiful and sexy but because she put that goofy smile on my face. It was about two months and we were going strong. Becky had missed a week of school. I called and texted her, her excuse was she was sick. I sent her flowers (yes a thug send’s flowers). Yet she just kept pushing me away. Until one day, Jenny one of her friends came up and slapped me. I was heated! Those shining green eyes reminded me to keep cool. So I did. “Why did you do this to her!” Jenny screeched. “What are you talking about, I call and text her, I send flowers, leave her cards on her door?! I’ve done nothing wrong!” I retaliated. “You don’t know Bubba?” She said starting to cry. “No! Tell me what!?” I said worried. “Becky’s pregnant.” Jenny said. I ran outside the doors pushing everything and everyone out my way. I got into my car to go to my princess.

When I got there I didn’t bother to knock, I went in every room to look for Becky. Then I remembered her telling me her room was upstairs. I dashed upstairs quickly. Then I saw what looked like her room. I knocked on the door and she cried go away mom. I opened to find my princess crying under her red comforter. I went under the covers grabbed her waist pulled her close and rubbed her belly. She recognized my touch and immediately rolled over to look at my face. I kissed her quickly. She began to speak I shushed her and said “Your not my princess anymore, you’re not my one and only anymore. You’re my Queen, and you’re my number one. This baby is my princess and my other number one. We are a family now.” In that instant I pulled out the ring that was my mothers and said “Will you marry me Becky Tayler” I jumped when I heard a man’s voice behind me. “I don’t know you son, and you look like a street thug but just this right here is taking care of responsibillites. Yes you can marry my daughter. This isn’t when I thought I’d be a grandfather but I’m proud to cal you my future son in-law” said Mr.Tayler. With that said Becky and I got married after the baby was born. My beautiful baby girl was named Victoria. I’ll never forget my night with my wife Becky Martinez that gave me such a wonderful life.

  Bubba & Becky
I was falling off of a mountain, my heart was racing and my adrenaline was pumping. I was about to reach the bottom when all of sudden I heard the sound of my Algebra yelling. I woke up in an instant with a startle. “Wake up Martinez!” he screamed. All around me whispers of me and how I never pay attention. Not from her though, not from Becky Tayler.  I looked back to me quickly to see if she was even paying attention. I think she heard but just didn’t want to laugh. Becky was beautiful, brunette hair, dashing green eyes and the curviest body you can imagine! That’s not what I wanted though, not from her at least. After Mr. James stopped his lecture on radicals class was almost over. Tick tock the bell mocked me as I waited to get out.
After the bell rang I ran to go meet up with my boys. Jaime, Cuete and Jose were waiting for me by our usual smoke spot. We call it little Mexico by the railroad tracks. We stashed our Dro and Jack there most of the time. Jaime brought the good shit this time. We all laughed deeply when he pulled out some pills. He had brought us Ecstasy. As each one of them took it I waited to throw it so no one noticed. I didn’t like doing pills, every time I tried to take one I thought about what Becky would say.  See the problem with Becky is that she runs with the opposite crew. She’s rich but doesn’t act like it. Her friends on the other hand are downright snobby bitches. As we all four walked I just kept thinking about her beautiful face with lightly colored freckles.
The next day in second period English we got a project. It was about Romeo and Juliet. The second Mrs. Casey said we could have partners I looked at Becky. She caught my gaze and our eyes met. My heart about skipped a beat. Then reality came back to me. “Victor and Becky” will be partners she said. It took me a while to understand what had happened. I didn’t recognize my own name for a second there. You see my homeboys call me Bubba. I got that name when I smoke some “blubbery yum yum” marijuana. I wigged out and went crazy, so from that day they decided I was Bubba. When I looked over to Becky’s seat she was gone. Then I smelled the scent of an angel. I turned around to see her smiling down at me with those perfect teeth. “What should we make for our project” Becky said softly. I didn’t know what to say, I was in shock this gorgeous girl was partners with me, a thug.
I heard Becky had a thing for thugs. Ones with tattoos, muscles, dickies and some Nike cortezes. Which was exactly who I was.  There were plenty of thugs here at JJ High School. Why was I any different? Becky’s friend told me back then that she had a thing for me. Unfortunately they said if I tried to get with her they would tell her parents. If there was anything worse than her friends hating me, it was her parents. We sat and talked about everything but the project. Becky’s hands went around my muscles. “What’s this scar Bubba?” Becky asked curiously. I scrambled for words to say. So since I had nothing to say, I said the truth. “I was shot when Jaime and I tried to steal a Mercedes Benz” I said with the lump of guilt in my throat. Then something happened that I didn’t see coming. Becky kissed me and, it was exactly what I dreamed about for years.
Later that night we went to the library to work on our project. Becky said her parents never let a guy come over. I couldn’t let my beautiful angel come to my hood, it’s too dangerous. We had hours to do our project but we finished in about an hour. Becky and I had at least three hours to kill, so we went for ice cream. After talking for a good hour we went to my car because it was getting chilly as night set. Then we started just looking at each other like we were the only people in the world. Becky with her lush pink lips started to kiss mine. Next thing I knew she was on top of me in the back of my car. Becky wasn’t a hoe, I was actually her first. I would never admit this to my boys but she was actually mine too. Becky knew that too, that’s why she did it…I think. We made sweet, amazing love, we weren’t dating but I loved her. We used a condom but it broke, Becky said don’t worry I’m covered. We went at it for what seemed like hours. When we finished Becky grabbed my hand and said “Baby your mine now okay?” I had no disagreement. I smiled and kissed her, “Don’t worry babe you’re my one and only” I whispered. After that I had to drop Becky off and I went home.
The next few weeks went great. Becky’s friends finally accepted how happy I made her and trusted that I would treat her right. I did everything for her that I could. We went to the movies; she even hung with me and my boys. They liked Becky not because she was beautiful and sexy but because she put that goofy smile on my face. It was about two months and we were going strong. Becky had missed a week of school. I called and texted her, her excuse was she was sick. I sent her flowers (yes a thug send’s flowers). Yet she just kept pushing me away. Until one day, Jenny one of her friends came up and slapped me. I was heated! Those shining green eyes reminded me to keep cool. So I did. “Why did you do this to her!” Jenny screeched. “What are you talking about, I call and text her, I send flowers, leave her cards on her door?! I’ve done nothing wrong!” I retaliated. “You don’t know Bubba?” She said starting to cry. “No! Tell me what!?” I said worried. “Becky’s pregnant.” Jenny said. I ran outside the doors pushing everything and everyone out my way. I got into my car to go to my princess.
When I got there I didn’t bother to knock, I went in every room to look for Becky. Then I remembered her telling me her room was upstairs. I dashed upstairs quickly. Then I saw what looked like her room. I knocked on the door and she cried go away mom. I opened to find my princess crying under her red comforter. I went under the covers grabbed her waist pulled her close and rubbed her belly. She recognized my touch and immediately rolled over to look at my face. I kissed her quickly. She began to speak I shushed her and said “Your not my princess anymore, you’re not my one and only anymore. You’re my Queen, and you’re my number one. This baby is my princess and my other number one. We are a family now.” In that instant I pulled out the ring that was my mothers and said “Will you marry me Becky Tayler” I jumped when I heard a man’s voice behind me. “I don’t know you son, and you look like a street thug but just this right here is taking care of responsibillites. Yes you can marry my daughter. This isn’t when I thought I’d be a grandfather but I’m proud to cal you my future son in-law” said Mr.Tayler. With that said Becky and I got married after the baby was born. My beautiful baby girl was named Victoria. I’ll never forget my night with my wife Becky Martinez that gave me such a wonderful life.

 

    

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Bubba & Becky

I was falling off of a mountain, my heart was racing and my adrenaline was pumping. I was about to reach the bottom when all of sudden I heard the sound of my Algebra yelling. I woke up in an instant with a startle. “Wake up Martinez!” he screamed. All around me whispers of me and how I never pay attention. Not from her though, not from Becky Tayler.  I looked back to me quickly to see if she was even paying attention. I think she heard but just didn’t want to laugh. Becky was beautiful, brunette hair, dashing green eyes and the curviest body you can imagine! That’s not what I wanted though, not from her at least. After Mr. James stopped his lecture on radicals class was almost over. Tick tock the bell mocked me as I waited to get out.

After the bell rang I ran to go meet up with my boys. Jaime, Cuete and Jose were waiting for me by our usual smoke spot. We call it little Mexico by the railroad tracks. We stashed our Dro and Jack there most of the time. Jaime brought the good shit this time. We all laughed deeply when he pulled out some pills. He had brought us Ecstasy. As each one of them took it I waited to throw it so no one noticed. I didn’t like doing pills, every time I tried to take one I thought about what Becky would say.  See the problem with Becky is that she runs with the opposite crew. She’s rich but doesn’t act like it. Her friends on the other hand are downright snobby bitches. As we all four walked I just kept thinking about her beautiful face with lightly colored freckles.

The next day in second period English we got a project. It was about Romeo and Juliet. The second Mrs. Casey said we could have partners I looked at Becky. She caught my gaze and our eyes met. My heart about skipped a beat. Then reality came back to me. “Victor and Becky” will be partners she said. It took me a while to understand what had happened. I didn’t recognize my own name for a second there. You see my homeboys call me Bubba. I got that name when I smoke some “blubbery yum yum” marijuana. I wigged out and went crazy, so from that day they decided I was Bubba. When I looked over to Becky’s seat she was gone. Then I smelled the scent of an angel. I turned around to see her smiling down at me with those perfect teeth. “What should we make for our project” Becky said softly. I didn’t know what to say, I was in shock this gorgeous girl was partners with me, a thug.

I heard Becky had a thing for thugs. Ones with tattoos, muscles, dickies and some Nike cortezes. Which was exactly who I was.  There were plenty of thugs here at JJ High School. Why was I any different? Becky’s friend told me back then that she had a thing for me. Unfortunately they said if I tried to get with her they would tell her parents. If there was anything worse than her friends hating me, it was her parents. We sat and talked about everything but the project. Becky’s hands went around my muscles. “What’s this scar Bubba?” Becky asked curiously. I scrambled for words to say. So since I had nothing to say, I said the truth. “I was shot when Jaime and I tried to steal a Mercedes Benz” I said with the lump of guilt in my throat. Then something happened that I didn’t see coming. Becky kissed me and, it was exactly what I dreamed about for years.

Later that night we went to the library to work on our project. Becky said her parents never let a guy come over. I couldn’t let my beautiful angel come to my hood, it’s too dangerous. We had hours to do our project but we finished in about an hour. Becky and I had at least three hours to kill, so we went for ice cream. After talking for a good hour we went to my car because it was getting chilly as night set. Then we started just looking at each other like we were the only people in the world. Becky with her lush pink lips started to kiss mine. Next thing I knew she was on top of me in the back of my car. Becky wasn’t a hoe, I was actually her first. I would never admit this to my boys but she was actually mine too. Becky knew that too, that’s why she did it…I think. We made sweet, amazing love, we weren’t dating but I loved her. We used a condom but it broke, Becky said don’t worry I’m covered. We went at it for what seemed like hours. When we finished Becky grabbed my hand and said “Baby your mine now okay?” I had no disagreement. I smiled and kissed her, “Don’t worry babe you’re my one and only” I whispered. After that I had to drop Becky off and I went home.

The next few weeks went great. Becky’s friends finally accepted how happy I made her and trusted that I would treat her right. I did everything for her that I could. We went to the movies; she even hung with me and my boys. They liked Becky not because she was beautiful and sexy but because she put that goofy smile on my face. It was about two months and we were going strong. Becky had missed a week of school. I called and texted her, her excuse was she was sick. I sent her flowers (yes a thug send’s flowers). Yet she just kept pushing me away. Until one day, Jenny one of her friends came up and slapped me. I was heated! Those shining green eyes reminded me to keep cool. So I did. “Why did you do this to her!” Jenny screeched. “What are you talking about, I call and text her, I send flowers, leave her cards on her door?! I’ve done nothing wrong!” I retaliated. “You don’t know Bubba?” She said starting to cry. “No! Tell me what!?” I said worried. “Becky’s pregnant.” Jenny said. I ran outside the doors pushing everything and everyone out my way. I got into my car to go to my princess.

When I got there I didn’t bother to knock, I went in every room to look for Becky. Then I remembered her telling me her room was upstairs. I dashed upstairs quickly. Then I saw what looked like her room. I knocked on the door and she cried go away mom. I opened to find my princess crying under her red comforter. I went under the covers grabbed her waist pulled her close and rubbed her belly. She recognized my touch and immediately rolled over to look at my face. I kissed her quickly. She began to speak I shushed her and said “Your not my princess anymore, you’re not my one and only anymore. You’re my Queen, and you’re my number one. This baby is my princess and my other number one. We are a family now.” In that instant I pulled out the ring that was my mothers and said “Will you marry me Becky Tayler” I jumped when I heard a man’s voice behind me. “I don’t know you son, and you look like a street thug but just this right here is taking care of responsibillites. Yes you can marry my daughter. This isn’t when I thought I’d be a grandfather but I’m proud to cal you my future son in-law” said Mr.Tayler. With that said Becky and I got married after the baby was born. My beautiful baby girl was named Victoria. I’ll never forget my night with my wife Becky Martinez that gave me such a wonderful life.

 

 

 


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