nakesha
Nakeshas are loud as a fire alarm and never shut up. They’re hot, but they can’t keep their mouths closed or their hands off everything. They’re nice, but if they drink too much, they’ll tell your grandma your secrets.
Nakesha showed up at the party and yelled my name from across the room. I didn’t even know she knew me.
She told my dad I had a crush on the mailman. My dad believed her.
She drank six shots and asked my mom if she was my real mom.