I woke up and watched tv a little bit before getting up. Once I rolled out of bed I stretched and called Chyna.
Chyna- hello motherfucker
Tinashe- hey hoe
Chyna- I heard we have a new teacher that's starting today
Tinashe- well you know I hate teachers so I don't give a fuck
5 minutes later
Chyna- girl I'm watching Martin
Tinashe- you know that's my show what channel it's on
Tinashe- lemme call you back so I could get ready
Chyna- i need to get up too
Tinashe- bye hoe
Chyna- bye motcherfucker
End of phone convo
Basically all of our conversations go like that.
I went to my bathroom and showered up. I brushed my teeth and did my other hygiene. Then I went to my closet and put on the radio while I picked out my outfit.
I decided on a white shear crop top, gray sweat shorts, and white high top converse. I grabbed my backpack and headed out of the door. I walked to Chyna's house because I was getting a ride from her. I walked into her house because that's how I do. I spoke to her parents and went upstairs to her room.
Chyna- guh don't roll up on me like that
Tinashe- hurry up and pick out an outfit
Chyna- well we could be twins today.
Tinashe- lets do it
She went to her closet and picked out something similar to what I had on. The only noticeable thing was that she had on low top white converse and mine were high top.
Chyna- hol up lemme get a picture. *snaps pic*
Tinashe- iight lets go
Chyna- *grabs keys*
We walked downstairs to her garage and she said good bye to her parents. She unlocked the door and we headed off to school. I hooked up my phone to the AUX cord and I blasted my throwback shit.
Paper planes by M.I.A
A/N- who remembers that song?
Tinashe & Chyna- I fly like paper, get high like planes .If you catch me at the border I got visas in my name. If you come around here, I make 'em all day. I get one down in a second if you wait .Sometimes I think sitting on trains every stop I get to I'm clicking my gun everyones a winner we're making that fame Bonafide hustler making my name
We pulled up to the school and got out of the car. We had made it all the way to the door when I remembered that I had left my phone in Chyna's car. I asked her for her keys to unlock the door.
When I unlocked the door a dude walked up to me and told me that I couldn't park there. I swear his accent was so familiar. but I guess he was a new or some shit because he definitely didn't know that I always park here.
Man- but that's my spot
Tinashe- and who assured you this spot
Man- Principal Santos
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My name is Tinashe. I'm 17 and my best friend is Chyna. She's better known as Blac Chyna though. We stay in our own little world and we don't fuck with to many people. Mr. Alsina is a new teacher. I don't really like any teachers so I don't fuck wit...