Nasier POV
"Nasi time to get up for school hun. Stop being lazy." My mom came in waking me up for the second time.
"I'm getting up." I muffled into the pillow.
"You said that ten minutes ago. I'm serious. Get up."
I banged my head softly against the mattress. Even though I hated to get up early in the morning I still had to listen to my mom and get ready for school. If anybody knew how much I hated getting up in the morning it will be God himself.
I wiped the front of my face as I sat up as if that was going to help me wake up any better. I walked in my bathroom to use it and started to wash my face and brush my teeth. After I was done I walked into my closet to get out my clothes.
Not feeling like doing so much today, I just decided on some cream colored joggers and a plain black tee to match along with my Oreo Jordans.
While getting dress I immediately heard my phone blowing up with texts which I automatically knew that they were good morning texts from different girls.
Not trying to be rude and not say anything I sent out a good morning back to all of those who sent me one. Finally being done with that I shot one to my boy Kyren to see if he was up yet.
"Aye you up?"
....
"Yeah I'm up right now waiting for this lil brat to finish getting ready."
I chuckled knowing that he was referring to Lauren. So I decided to mess with him.
"Yo hop off my shorty's back. She'll be ready in a minute, damn."
I wondered what he was gonna say back. He always did get annoyed whenever I talked about her in that way.
"My nigga I don't see no Nicki around here so who the fuck are you talking about?"
"Who else am I talking about...leave my baby alone. Lol."
I knew he was mad but this was kinda funny to me.
"Yo chill out Nas, Im about to head out right now. Yo "girl" finally ready. I'll see you at school."
"Alright"
I grabbed my bag and ran downstairs. I headed to the kitchen to see my mom cooking and my dad sitting down on the phone.
"Im about to leave right now. I'll see yall later."
"You don't want nothing to eat before you go?" My mom came up to me trying to fix my clothes and my hair. It was something she made a habit out of because she didn't want her baby to be looking any kind of way in phblic.
"Nah, I'm good."
"Here take a pop tart or something." She grabbed one steadily trying to feed me.
"Ma I'm good plus it's football season and I aint trying to gain no weight. Besides I'm not trying to get out of shape like dad." I joked catching his attention.
"Oh you aint gonna be joking the next time you ask me to line you up back there and I fuck it up on purpose. HA!" He laughed at his own joke.
I gave him a straight face. I don't play when it comes to my edge up.
"Ronnie please be quite." My mom try not to laugh but failed.
"Nah that's okay ma. I see how it is." I said walking out.
"But baby he influenced me." She yelled walking behind me.
I shook my head and close the door on my way out.
