With Friendship comes a bond, a bond so unbreakable a bond that no matter what nothing can come between the two of you.
That was the case for Milani Pierce and Devon Ramirez but with bonds that are so called 'unbreakable' there comes jealousy and wi...
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"Alright here are the rules, you do not wander off on your own- there must be a teacher with you, at the hotel we will be staying at you are not allowed to switch rooms, I know some of you boys are thinking of going to meet your girlfriends in their room but let me stop you right there, if you are caught in a room with a gender diffeerent from yours, you both will be suspended without a second thought- do you hear me?" Mr. Hudson points at us.
"Yes mister hudson," everyone groans, we've been standing there for thirty minutes, "Yes mister hunchback." Treyvon yells in a high pitched voice making everyone laugh, the man didn't seem to hear because if he did he would be acting a fool, Mr. Thomas snickers a little.
"Alright you guys well lets get our miami on!" I jerk my head back before shaking it, "Come on guys I'm just trying to be fun here, laugh."
"Dude thought he was so cool saying that," Treyvon scoffs, we were tired as fuck by now."Alright y'all there are going to be two buses here Mr. Hudson and I will be splitting you up in two groups based on our homeroom, but first we need to mark the roll, those in mister Hudson's class as we call your name you will go onto the first bus."
I turn to face Treyvon, "man I need a blunt."
"Shit me too," I drown out the man calling the roll.
"Yo I know a nigga who smuggled that shit on the plane," Darnell nudges us.
"Who?" I ask and he pointss to Kyle and I mug him, "Nigga what?"
"Right, Nigga what?" Treyvon agrees
"I mean lets just take that shit from that nigga," He smiles.
"Aight if you do it Imma do it," Treyvon smiles and I look at Kyle.
"Fuck it," I walk over to him, "Yo Kyle wassup my nigga," I put my hand out to dap him up but he just looks at me.
I smirk, "Where the rest of your bitch ass niggas at?"
"Nigga we'll shoot your ass real shit," he pushes me back and I barely move.
"Nigga you push just like yo daddy, like a lil bitch," I nudge him playfully.
"See you tryna make me get expelled," he laughs bitterely.
I laugh and I turn around, "Man what the fuck was that you ain't took nothing."
"What you mean?" I ask holding out the 3 ounces of weed.
"Shitttt," Treyvon laughs, and Darnell daps me up.
"Nigga had the shit in his boxers," I laugh, I ain't telling nobody my ways.
