Author's Note
Ok, sup people I'm back. I have no idea what to say hehehehe, but anythong above or below is my favorite female country singer Carrie Underwood. She plays Vanessa, she is gonna be Samantha's new best friend. The song for the chapter is I Don't Mind by Usher FT. Juicy J. Yes, its an awesome song. So, now my trusty unicorn and I are gonna continue the story.
Samantha's P.O.V
Beep Beep Beep Beep!
I slammed my hand on my alarm clock to silence it. I looked at my alarm clock to see 5:30 in big red numbers. I groaned realizing today is Monday. Nothing really happened over the weekend except meeting Vanessa and then meeting up again yesterday. We talked and learned things about each other she's 17 just like me. She likes rock, hip hop, and rap music and has a boyfriend. His name his Sean he's 18. I'm a senior so is she. Well, all her friends are. She's said she's in a group called the kak-os'. I think it means bad in Greek. Well, these student know how to give a name to a group. But, anywhore I grabbed me some white skinny jeans, a green flannel, my combat boots. I put them on and curled my brown hair, put on some red lipstick and some mascara and eyeliner. Grabbed my beanie and put it on. I walked to my desk and grabbed my bookbag. Yes, I still carry a bookbag. There awesome :p. On, my way out I grabbed my leather jacket and red beats.
As, I walked downstairs I realized I forgot my phone. Soooo, I turned around and walked back up and opened my door and walked to my night stand and grabbed my phone. I checked the time and saw it was 6:00 so, I walked out my room and slid down the ramp on the stairs that is what it it's called right. Oh, well I slid down the ramp or whatever and ran to the kitchen What? Im hungry. I open the cabinets and grabbed my bowl, got some FROSTED FUCKING FLAKES!!!! I opened the fridge and got the milk. I walked to the counter and sat my cereal down and realized I forgot a spoon so I opened a draw and grabbed a spoon. Yup, I ate on the counter by the sink. (I actually really do this.) Your probably wondering where everyone is well there here it's just I'm listening to music so I'm in my own little world. When I grab my keys from the wall and walk to the garage my jam comes on.
I don't Mind Usher Ft. Juicy J
Yeah
Usher, baby
This is for the A
Shawty, I don't mind if you dance on a pole
That don't make you a hoe
Shawty, I don't mind when you work until three
If you're leaving with me
Go make that money, money, money
Your money, money, money
'Cause I know how it is, go and handle your biz
And get that money, money, money
Your money, money, money
You can take off your clothes
Long as you coming home, girl, I don't mind
The ballers in here tonight, they gon' buy a hundred bottles
As soon as you shake it I know they gon' make it colossal in here
'Cause shawty you thinkin' them tricks that you do with your body
Got all of these niggas they crowding around you like they seen Beyoncé in here
You want your own and you need your own, baby, who am I to judge?
'Cause how could I ever trip about it when I met you in the club?
I make enough for the both of us, but you dance anyway
You know I was raised in the A
Shawty, I don't mind if you dance on a pole
That don't make you a hoe
Shawty, I don't mind when you work until three
If you're leaving with me
Go make that money, money, money
Your money, money, money
'Cause I know how it is, go and handle your biz
And get that money, money, money
Your money, money, money
You can take off your clothes
Long as you coming home, girl, I don't mind
When you get off of work I'll be ready to go in the 'Rari
And when we get home we'll have us our own private party in here
So I don't worry at all about the things they do or say
I love you anyway
You can twerk while in a split, you racking up them tips
Your body rock and your booty poppin', I'm proud to call you my bitch
They be lookin', but they can't touch you, shawty, I'm the only one to get it
So just go ahead and keep doing what you do, do it
Shawty, I don't mind if you dance on a pole
That don't make you a hoe
Shawty, I don't mind when you work until three
If you're leaving with me
Go make that money, money, money
Your money, money, money
'Cause I know how it is, go and handle your biz
And get that money, money, money
Your money, money, money
You can take off your clothes
(Let's get it, Juicy J) Long as you coming home, girl, I don't mind
I'm just tryin'a cut her up, tryin'a bust a nut
Tryin'a take somebody bitch, turn her to a slut
Tryin'a fill my cup, tryin'a live it up
Throw some hundreds on that ass, walk her out the club
(Yeah, hoe) Uh, lap dance for the first date
Bet I threw a few bands, that's third base
It's okay if you work late, we can still party like it's your birthday
We can still party hard in your birthday suit
Knock that pussy out the park like my name Babe Ruth
Shawty she just want a tip, I just want to see her strip
If you fuck me like you love me shawty you might get rich
Have her own cake, her own place, blow her own gas, no role'
When we in the bed she like to roleplay, tell her friend to join in both ways
Shawty, I don't mind if you dance on a pole
That don't make you a hoe
I don't mind when you work until three
If you're leaving with me
Gotta move you gotta make that money, money, money
Your money, money, money
'Cause I know how it is, girl go and handle your biz
And get that money, money, money
Make your money, money, money
You can take off your clothes
Long as you coming home, girl, I don't mind
I got on my bike and started out the driveway and headed to school. I got to school at 6:50, I didn't see many cars here so I parked all the way in the back. I didn't have to be in their in like and hour, soo I kicked my baby back and sat on the seat and pulled out a cigarette and started smoking.
Tyler's P.O.V (Suprised)
I rolled over in my bed and bumped into something. I opened my eyes and seen it was Emma? Emily? umm, I dont know and dont give a fuck. I got out of bed and and took a shower and the damn whore was still there so I got dressed in a white tshirt, black skinny jeans, leather combat boots and my leather jacket.
"Yo! Slut, get the fuck out of my bed!" I yelled making her flinch and wake up.
She got up and quickly got dressed and left. Thank God. I grabbed my phone and my keys and walked downstairs. Grabbed some toast and eggs and left.
"Bye Mom!" I yelled.
"Bye Sweetie!" She yelled back.
Oh, I'm Tyler and I'm the badboy.
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