Soo I've been going out with my boyfriend of three years now and things take a major turn. My name is Tasha Palmer, I am 19 years old and my boyfriend name is Zachary Zic. We have been going out since our senior year of high school when we were 17 years old till now "well not really". I met Zach sophomore year when I was 15 years old. I had recently moved from Florida to California because of my dad. It's not like we move a lot, because I stayed in Florida my whole life, I moved because my father wanted me to stay with him because I lived with my mother my whole life. One important detail about this story is that I'm a black female. This is important because when I moved I had to switch schools (đ obviously) but where I lived I didn't have to worry about my skin complexion because I wasn't the only oneâď¸ but when I moved to Cali I started my sophomore year with kids who disliked me because of my skin tone. But that ain't gonna stop me. I obviously wasn't going to let people bully me, and because I was supposedly raised in the (Ghetto) people thought that I had a bad reputation. I didn't have a bad reputation, just a bad temper.
Disclaimer- this story will end up being a BL story (Boys love) so if you don't like this I suggest you not to continue, but if you do go ahead and keep reading.