Michael 🥶
"Ma, I'm home!", I yell, walking into our house. My little brother, King Jordan, rushes down the stairs to hug me.
"Wassup, kid.", I say, dapping him up. "Where my girlfriend?", he questions, referring to Ley. I quickly shush him before my mom could hear.
"There goes ya' mouth again. I ain't ready for ma and Ley to meet yet.", I tell him, looking around. She was nowhere to be found, and I let out a breath I didn't even know I was holding.
"Nah, don't be relieved now. Why you ain't tell me you had a girlfriend?", my mom questions, storming into the room. Damn it..
"Because you didn't ask.", I answer. "Don't ask, don't tell.", I add. "Bullshit. What's her name?", she asks.
"Daleyzia, but everyone calls her Ley.", I answer. "How long have y'all been together.", she questions. "A few months.", I answer.
"How does she look?", she questions further. "Short, kinda skinny, brown skin.", I answer.
"I wanna meet her.", she demands and walks out. "Bu-" "I DON'T GIVE A FUCK!", she yells from the kitchen.
"See what you did?!", I whisper to Jordan. He simply shrugs with a smile and runs back up to his room.
Ley ❤️
"On my mama, on my hood. I look fly, I look good.", I rap as I dance around the kitchen. My dad simply stared at me like I was stupid.
"Dance with me, pops.", I tell him, hitting the shoot. "I'd rather not. I wanna keep my last few brain cells.", he answers.
"Whatever.", I mumble. The music playing from my phone pauses, and my ringtone starts, signaling I had a phone call.
Picking it up, I read the name and a smile immediately breaks onto my face.
"Hey, boo!", I say in my normally hyper voice. "Man, you busy right now?", he asks me, seemingly upset about something.
"No, why? I need to come cuss somebody out?", I question, feeling my blood pressure rise. "No, nothing like that.", he answers, chuckling.
"What you want then?", I ask, throwing a balled up paper towel at my dad. "Can you come over?", he asks, and a smirk forms onto my face. "Not like that.", he adds, making my smirk fall.
"Why am I coming over then? We finna have bible study?", I question, salty as ever. "When I answer that, do not hang up on me. OK?"
"I don't know. Will your answer make me wanna hang up?", I ask, and he simply sighs in response. "Hurry up and tel me before I hang up for the fun of it.", I demand, getting aggravated.
"Fine, my mother wants to meet yo-" I hang up anyway.
"What was that about?", my dad asks me. "Nothing.", I answer with a fake smile.
"I know you lying. Wanna know how?" I nod with a raised eyebrow.
"You had it on speaker, dumbass. Now, call that boy back.", he answers, and I mug him.
"Get chopped in the throat.", he threatens. Sighing, I do as told.
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Ley's finna meet his mom?
How y'all think this is gonna end?
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Weirdo ✔️
Humor"Normal is mad lame, so ima just be a weirdo." - Daleyzia A. Thomas The hilarious stories of 4 highschool friends. 🔥