(Jazz's POV)
-7:53 pm at Jazz's house-
Jazz: ok so you got everything?
Milah: yup thanks :) this outfit is too cute!
Milah had on some black ripped skinnys, a blue crop top that said DOPE in white cursive. She also had on some military blue jordan 4s with a blue diamond treble clef belly ring. Her nails were short French tips and her hair was in a high bow.
Jazz: I'm glad you like it :) now get out my house he should be here any minute now!
Milah: wait! Lemme get some perfume *goes in bathroom*
Maia: hey where's the- woah when did you* points to milah* get here?
Milah: hello yes I'm fine thank you.
Maia: sorry mood swings ya know.
Jazz and Mimi: YOU PREGNANT?
Jazz: WHO YOU BEEN FUCKIN? IN MY DAMN HOUSE TOO!?!
Milah: *looking around* where my damn belt...
Maia: guys
Jazz: code white! CODE FUCKING WHITE! Call lay and juju!
Mimi: iight I got you.
Maia: code white? guys!
Milah:*on the phone* LAY! THIS HOE PREGNANT! MHM!
Maia: IM NOT FUCKING PREGNANT! My periods is on you nutfucks!
Milah and jazz: oh...
Milah: *on the phone* false alarm....yeah....Kay bye. *hangs up* yeah I'm out prods here.
Jazz: kay bye don't get preggo like Maia!
Maia: bitch! *chases Jazz*
Jazz: oh shit *runs*
Milah: *shaking her head* these hoes. *walks out*
(Milah's POV)
-outside-
Prod: hey babe *smiles*
Mimi: *smiles* hey
I wrapped my arms around his neck and he put his hands on my waist and we kissed for a little while.
Prod: *opens door and smiles* ready to lose? I mean go? *smirks*
Milah: *pushes him playfully* nigga please I bet I can beat you!
Prod: don't make bets you won't win babe.
Milah: oh really? Ok fine. Lets make a deal. If I win you gotta sing me a song, give me a lap dance, and take me on a shopping spree *smirks*
Prod: pshh as easy as that is, it's not gonna happen since you'll lose. But anyway, if I win, you do anything I say for a week *smirks*
Milah: correction- almost anything.
Prod: fine -____-. We here. *gets out and opens her door*
Milah: thanks *smiles*
We walked in and got our shoes and stuff the went to our lane. What he doesn't know is that I was a bowling champion when I was younger, so I decided to spice it up a little ;)
Milah: *pouts* prodybear can you help me?
Prod: *chuckles* how you gone talk all that junk and then ask for help?
Milah: like I just did. Now come here pleeeeeeaaaase
Prod: fine. Put your fingers here and your other hand here. Good. Now hold it up like this. No hold on lemme show you.
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Wrong Side of a Love Song (Mindless Behavior love story)
FanfictionWe all started off with pretty good lives. Loving families and friends to last a life time. We were.....happy. Now, we're lucky if we can find a temporary happiness. Senior year is finally here, making us think that all of our troubles would finally...
