Ulrich and Brenda

Ulrich and Brenda

Bree S

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***Brenda*** I had seen Brayan for the first time when I was visiting a friend's house and I was attracted by his physique and it was only on this aspect that I relied on to get in a relationship with him... Later, when I was coming home from school, I saw a boy I had never seen before and I was attracted to him but the next day I learned that this boy was Brayan's best friend. ***Ulrich*** It was Friday and the school bell had rung to mark the end of school. Since I was in no hurry to go home, I followed Brayan to his house to play a video game and when I entered his living room, I saw a beautiful and gorgeous girl who I fell in love with at first sight but Brayan let me know that she was his girlfriend. What was going to happen next?

Chapter 1 First chapter

***Ulrich Embolo***

The bell had just rung and all the students were shouting for joy as it marked the end of classes and the beginning of the weekend.

My friends and I had already packed up our things and so we left the classroom immediately.

"What's up guys? What's the schedule for the weekend? Asked my friend Brayan as he patted my shoulder.

"You know my parents grounded me because of the general supervisor telling them about all my crap so, I'm not sure I'll be there if you guys are organizing something" retorted Zeze with a sigh.

I couldn't help but laugh, especially since that sentence came from him.

He was the rowdiest of the three of us and one of the most delinquent boys in school but we loved him just the same!

"They watch you too because you're a kid," I replied, laughing at him.

Zeze, whose real name was Zetala Brayan, was a dark-haired boy who was very cute but not tall like Brayan Onana and me.

Yes, my two best friends were called "Brayan" but I called Brayan Onana "Brayan" and Brayan Zetala "Zeze".

"I'm your equal, it's just that I'm not a tall man, so you have to respect me," he said with authority to get it through our heads so we would stop making fun of him.

We laughed.

"Little boy listen to me very well, girls like tall boys, you understand?" said Brayan laughing out loud.

"Idiots, who are you calling 'boy'? Besides, you don't know that there are several girls who like me? And let's be honest, I'm not that little... Don't exaggerate, guys," he said angrily.

We liked to tease each other. That's how it was! We walked across the courtyard and through the school gate...

"Guys, I have to leave you because if I'm here for more than a minute, my parents will not hesitate to punish me even more. Goodbye and see you Monday...

After laughing at him, we went in his direction so he wouldn't feel alone and after five minutes of walking, we parted ways with him.

"So Brayan, what do we do now"?

"What do you say we go to my house and play a game?

"I'm in no hurry to go home. I'm not in a hurry to go home, so I'm okay with that idea.

Bryan was a very funny boy!

We laughed all the time with him and he knew how to put on a good mood. He was a little brown and very cute. The three of us were, according to people, and I have to admit that the girls at school were shaking their heads at us. They all wanted to be in a relationship with us.

We could have taken a cab to his place but we decided to walk to enjoy the nice weather.

"I hope you're ready to get slaughtered! You know I'm the best when it comes to the console, right?" asked Brayan, laughing at me.

"Always brag! Then when I win you, you're going to tell me it's because you have a headache or a stomachache.

"Oh no, that's something I used to do before, when I didn't know how to play but now I'm strong and I'm going to win you!

"Tell me, would you like to talk about basketball instead?

He laughed as he walked away from me because he knew that Basketball was my domain and that against me he was no good.

"Now you're running away," I said, laughing.

I was a tall, dark-skinned boy, not very talkative like my friends, and I wasn't a delinquent like them. I was rather quiet and very observant. Sometimes I would observe certain situations without talking about them. In fact, I was a bit shy but the girls liked me because I was physically very handsome! That's what they kept telling me.

My school outfit fit me very well and was always clean and well ironed. As for my shoes, I always wore brand name sneakers like the "Jordan" for example...

I arrived at Bryan's house and he stayed outside to straighten a cable that was hanging from the roof of the house.

I went in to drop off my bag and saw two girls, but I only recognized one: Victoire, Brayan's little sister.

She was sitting in front of a girl who was so beautiful and had a smooth black complexion.

I didn't know who she was and I was curious to know.

"Good evening," I said, keeping my gaze on her.

"Good evening Ulrich, how are you?" asked Victoire smiling at me.

"Yes thank you and you"?

"I'm fine Ulrich! It's been a long time! Come and sit down!"!

"Okay but I'm going to meet Brayan outside first to ask him something".

I put my bag on a chair and as I walked in the door, I heard: "Good evening" coming from this beautiful girl.

How beautiful were her brown eyes and her sweet voice!

Without saying a word, I turned around and walked out.

Brayan had already finished straightening the cable and was about to enter the house when I asked him:

"Who is the girl inside"?

"Who are you talking about?" he asked in surprise.

He had the reflex to look out the window to see which girl I was talking about and then he said with a smile:

"Ah I see I see of whom you speak! It's Brenda, my new girlfriend.

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