Danielle glared at her daughter for a moment before shaking her head and let out a sigh.
" Fine , but if that mothafucka comes here ? And steps foot on my property ? I'm calling the police and yo' ass will be telling them everything." She snapped at Aaliyah.
Aaliyah nodded quickly before placing the phone back down onto the connector.
They both went silent for a minute , just starring ahead at each other. Aaliyah was definitely her mother's daughter , a fighter , and she was strong.
Even though things didn't go as she planned they would be her daughter. Danielle was proud of all the things she had accomplished , and especially how well she raised her daughter.
Although Aaliyah kept up with the street life , she always made sure her daughter was her number one priority.
" Let's go upstairs..and get your face cleaned up." Her mother spoke up lowly as they both started to make their way up the stairs.
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Nasir on the other hand , had got caught up and stopped by a group of boys. They all looked around her age . Some maybe a year older than her.
" Why you riding on this bike ? This for boys ain't it ? " The small fat one asked as sat on her bike at the corner.
He was holding a basketball in his hands , another tall brown skinned boy with big ol' lips stood beside mugging her.
She had took off her helmet at this point , exposing her freshly did sleek side part ponytail her mom had just did.
" Obviously not if I'm riding on it." She responded to him and placed her hands up on her hips.
" Yo mama stole it or sum' ? " Another boy asked he was skinny and kinda tall.
Nasir turned up her face hearing his question. She laughed and shook her head , gripping up onto the handle bars of her bike.
" No...my dad bought it." She lowly responded feeling herself get uncomfortable mentioning her father.
" You new here ? " The big lip boy asked her crossing his arms over his chest.
Nasir nodded and looked back trying to see if she could still see her mom. She couldn't , meaning she had went back in the house.
They all nodded just standing there for a moment.
" I'm Fat." The short fat one said holding his fist out to her. She nodded and bumped his fist back.
" I'm Nasir , call me Nas or Nassi though."
" Yoo ! Like Nas the rapper ? " Fat asked and she smiled laughing.
" Yea just like Nas. He my momma favorite." She told him and they all nodded.
" This Markeyvius and Woo." Fat started pointing towards the boy with the big lips first and then the other one beside him.
Introduction ;
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