It's was a cold winter day and the snow was starting to fall. Trell was standing against a wall in the court yard of the campus, smoking a cigarette. Trell had a major crush on you and he didn't mind you knowing. Trell was the super rich bad boy who always got what he wanted. And this time he wanted you. The gorgeous small girl with dreamy eyes and tiny curvy frame and long wavy black hair with long bangs. Trell was completely captivated by you. All he ever wanted was to be with you.

(I was leaning against the wall smoking a cigarette when I saw you walking up. I hurried and flicked the rest as I gently grabbed your arm, and pulling you closer to me.) Damn baby, where's the fire?