Weirdo ✔️

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The Next Day...

After we got back from the airport yesterday, I went into my new room and took a nap..through the whole day and night. Some say its weird, I call it long needed rest.

I woke up around 10:00 AM, thanks to my father, because he wanted some backwoods from the corner store. In his own words, "I don't feel like leaving the house, so make them short legs useful."

I showered and got dressed in some ripped jeans, a shitty green cropped hoodie, and some Nike's the same color as my hoodie.

I didn't feel like doing anything with my hair, so I brushed my sew-in back and made into a low, slicked ponytail.

"Daddy..can I borrow your car?" Although I already knew the answer, I still asked anyway. "Fuck no. So you can crash it? Hell nah. You can't even ride a bike. Now all of a sudden you can drive? I think the fuck not." Well damn, it wasn't that deep.

I grabbed my shades and walked out, looking like a total baddie, but a broke one since I was walking.

As I neared the corner store, which was literally around the corner, I spotted a huge group of boys shooting dice right by the entrance.

I tried a polite "excuse me", but these big, retarded looking dudes obviously didn't hear me. So, I tried again, " Excuse me." It still didn't work.

You can take the girl out the hood, but you can't take the hood out the girl. "Bro, move!" I yelled, my thug voice in full effect. They heard me then.

The dude in front of me stood up like I was supposed to be scared. "Who you talkin to lil' girl?" This big, buff, gorilla looking ass bitch must be dumb. "Umm.. You?" He looked me up and down, I guess looking for fear. "Make me." He didn't say nothing but a word.

I pulled out my small, pink taser and quickly tased his side. He let out a loud screech, jumping to the side. "Thank you." I walked into the store, twisting my hips.

I grabbed a bag of hot cheesepuffs and a Pepsi, and walked back to the register. "Lemme get a pack of backwoods, please."  "6.79" I reached into my pocket, pulled out a $10 and gave it to him. "Keep the change." I said, grabbing my bag and walking out. *God's Plan starts playing*

Before I could get out of the store good, I was signalled by the same group of guys. I finally realized it was only three of them left.

"Hey, ma." One of them said. I kept walking, being the savage that I am. "Yo. Girl with the green shirt, ripped jeans, and nice ass!" I turned around at that. At least I was complimented.

"Wassup?" I asked, walking back towards them. "You must be new here?" Is it that obvious? "Yea, why?" They all nodded, except for this one boy who sat in the corner on his phone.

"Well, you cool people. You tryna chill with us for awhile?" Fine ass Kentucky niggas. "Maybe another time. I have to take this to my dad." I answered, holding up the bag. "What's your snap?" Another one asked. "leydasavvi" (I don't know if that's a real snap, so don't look for it)

I got a notification, saying that 3 people added me. It was all of the boys. "So, what's yall's name and age?" Each boy took turns introducing themselves, except for the quiet one.

"I'm Dante, and I'm 18."

"I'm Landon, and I'm 18."

"And that's Michael, and he's 17."

"What about you?" Landon did the little lip-licking thing, I guess trying to be sexy. EPIC FAIL. I'd rather see the quiet one do it. "I'm Daleyzia, and I'm 17."

"I have a serious question." I said. "Wassup?" "What are in y'all genes, 'cause y'all are cute as fuck!" They are all so freaking cute, but my personal favorite is Michael, with his lil baby locs 🥺.

"I mean.. I am packing. But it's too early for allat. Let me take you out first." I stare at him confused, until it hits me. "Umm.. I'm talking about genetics. Not your pants." Awkward..

"I'll be on my way before my dad kills me." I said, awkwardly walking away. I made eye contact with Michael, and sent a wink his way, making him blush. Too freaking cute..

When I finally got home, I was bored again. My dad is in his room with one of his girlfriends, my mom is at work, and my brother is probably with one of his hoes.

I decided to post a snap, telling people to hmu.

Not even a minute later, I get a snap from an unknown person. I open it and see that its Landon. It read, "Wassup, you little fart?" I already can't stand his ass. "You talkin to me or that big ass forehead?" He really does have a huge forehead. "I'm talking to you. You trynna facetime. We bored." He snapped back. "Who is 'we'?" I hope its my man that's not my man. "Me, Michael, and Dante." Say less. "Sure. My number is (***) ***-****" I patiently waited for the call to come in.

Finally, the screen flashed, signaling he was calling. I quickly answered, almost falling out of my bed. "Wassup, whores?" I said, regaining my balance. "Wassup, lil boy?" Landon responded. It was just Landon and Dante in the camera, but I could see Michael's head in the back.

"I'm bored." I said, brushing "my" hair. "Same. You in school?" When I'm finally chilling and enjoying myself, people always bring up that hellhole. "Yea. I go tomorrow." That's if I can't bribe my dad. "Bet. We'll see you there." And this bitch hung up on me. But right before he did, me and Michael made eye contact *nut*. And he freaking blushed.

I clicked through multiple stories, and out of nowhere I felt like taking my hair down, so that's what I did, and fell right asleep afterwards.

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