‼️Book 2 Out Now‼️
For years I've walked under clouds of blood, trauma, and fake love. My father isn't around to cheer me on, and my mother doesn't want me. My siblings and i forced to seperate. My family robbed of our dreams. Its been a year since...
You tapped your leg softly bouncing to 'Run the World' by Beyonce over the speakers. Driven by Leila, you sat with Sibyl, Xiao'yuer, Hitoshi, and Shoto comfortably in your luxurious limo, courtesy of your late father.
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(Here's your outfit, with black pants, and gold wedge shoes.)
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(Here's your hair.)
"Mm." Xiao'yuer sounded drinking out of a glass. "You are such a party pooper."
"Why cuz I refuse to let you crazy ass get drunk?" You harshly as Shoto snickered.
"Yes!" He exclaimed as Hitoshi chuckled.
"You know good and well, out of all of us here," Hitoshi started. "yo' dumbass ain't got no business drinking. Not at your age."
"So y'all just finna gang up on my ass?"
"Yes." Shoto said as you laughed giving him a high five.
"Shut up, bet you didn't know her ass can't get drunk." Xiao'yuer said.
The half boy's eye narrowed as he looked at you. "You can't get drunk?"
"No, because my immune system is strong as shit it beats the crap out of all the shit in alcohol that would make me tipsy."
Shoto kept quiet in disbelief. "So basically you're not fun."
"Excuse me?" You asked in shock as Xiao'yuer busted out laughing, and Hitoshi snickered.
