"Like I was saying," she continued,"My future babydaddy Kameron is coming here, but all these thirsty ass hoes are all over him so we gotta keep our relationship on the down low,"
"If there was a relationship," I mumbled under my breath.
"What'd you say bitch, cause you couldn't even get him with yo crusty ass," she said laughing to herself.
"So what, neither could you, bitch," I said being bold. I felt a hand come across my face.
"I guess since you think ya bad and bold your sisters should find out about this, huh,"She giggled grabbing my neck. I tried to kick her but she dropped me before I could. Shit.
I tried going after her, but she walked ouff too fast.
I heard the bell ring and I ran to my second period class, hoping not to be late. Luckily, when I got in there the teacher wasn't at her desk so I walked in. As I turned my head I regretted everything I said to Cairo.
There she was smirking at me with my sisters by her side tying up their hair. I could've passed out right there.
I turned to run when someone locked and shut the door.
"WORLDSTAR," I heard someone yell, when they all attacked me. I screamed out as someone continously puched me in my stomach and face.
"I guess you think you bold, well bold btches get knocked the fuck down," my sister Kaila yelled, laughing. They got tired and let me go.
I grabbed my stuff and ran down the hall, sobbing. I rounded the corner when I hit a wall.
That's when I looked up seeing it was a chest instead, and the nigga it belonged to was so fine.
"Bitch you got shit on my new J's what the hell is wrong wit-," he started to say, when he looked at me.
"Damn ma you aight," he said helping me up.
"I'm fine," I said quietly.
"Are you sure cause-,"
"I'm good ok?" I said walking away. I didn't need no ones sympathy. I walked outside into the warm March air. I pulled my hoodie over all my blonde-brown hair.
What the fuck is wrong with my life?
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"Damn," I said watching my tour guides booty as it jumped in them tight ass leggings she had on. She showed me all my classes but not without her sucking my dick first !
I was relaxed and shit now and I got her number so I was chilin walking to my second period class when I felt something run into me.
"Bitch you got shit on my new J's what the hell is wrong wit-," I said wiping off my clothes when I looked down at the girl who bumped into me.
She had long, blonde-brown curly hair, with the prettiest blue eyes I've ever seen. Her face was a ten but she had on some baggy sweatpants and a sweatshirt, with some old raggedy Nike's. I instantly wanted to take back the shit I just said to her.
"Damn ma you aight," I said helping her up. I examined her. Her ass was fat in them jogging pants and I could've swore her eyes were just blue.
"I'm fine," she said quietly, rubbing her now dark green eyes.
"Are you sure cause-," I said when she cut me off.
"I'm good ok?" she said before walking off. I watched her, shaking my head and continuing on to class.
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I hopped outta my red Audi R8 as I headed in the trap. I dapped up a couple of my niggas as I made my way back to the den where only me and my crew could go.
Basically the niggas in my crew were Ramino, Carlos and Castro Jr. My bosses oldest sons, Me, my nigga Jamal and my nigga Drew.
I dapped them all up and we pulled out some ganja, lighting it up.
"I saw the finest but raggediest girl today," I said blowing smoke.
"Nigga whatchu mean," Ramino said.
"She was fine as hell, blue eyes, thick and long ass hair but her clothes looked like she found them in the alley dumpster.
"I mean sometimes shit is like that, that's how Drew's girl Adrienne was but he upgraded her ass and she bomb ass hell now," Carlos said.
"Yeah but didn't her ass steal Drew's money and go fuck with D Mafia," Jamal said referring to our enemies, Dominican Mafia.
The Dominican Mafia and us the Houston Mafia have been in war since we both started. The leader Paco, started it out in the Dominican Republic and moved it to Mexico. They wiped out 3 different gangs and gained about 6 connects, a couple million and at least that much or more worth of cocaine.
They moved here and tried to wipe us out, which ended with the death of Paco. After that his son Adonis stepped up and has been on our tail since. A couple years back we thought we killed him, but he went off a couple years for recovery and that nigga came back stronger.
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