From the West Harlem, New York, Payton has no father but a foul mother. With her always assuming Payton was up to something Payton came up not caring. Her biggest fear was caring for somebody only for them to up and leave. A dark past fucks up every...
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Wassup it's ya girl Payton East aka P or Pay. I live in the streets of Harlem, New York. I have a twin name Pierre and a older sister name Paris. I'm 17 and she 18. I'm also a junior in highschool. I love pineapples, Hot Funyuns, and Orange juice. I also love black. Anything black I want it.
My father walked outta my life when I was 2 years old and I guess he walked in front of a car on his way out cause he dead now. My mom is a part-time lawyer but she's hardly home. Her ass is always somewhere "working", but if you ask me she depending on that cracker Simon. He's my mom boyfriend. They been together for about five years and he rich as fuck. Only reason we still in the hood because Paris was graduating this year. Speaking of graduating, graduation is tomorrow.
"Payton" pierre touches me as I laid on my bed with headphones in.
"Yooo" I turned over looking at him.
"The spot" he said and walked out my room. I got up and put my shoes on and grabbed my car keys.
"We'll be back. " Pierre said as walked down the stairs. Paris was gone.
"Where are y'all going?" Simon asked us. He was white and he lived on the good side of New York.
"My father dead. what about yours p?" Pierre asked pointing to his chest.
"same" I shrugged and chuckling.
"Exactly. So we out" Pierre opened the door for me and we left.
"Nigga swear he somebody father yo" I said unlocking the door to my Audi S8. My mom got it for me for my birthday last year.
"On my moms yo" Pierre said as he got in the car. This nigga couldn't pass a drivers test for nothing in this world yo but he could drive.
"So wanna go get snacks first?" I asked him and he nodded.
"Fashoo and stop by the homies Rondo" he said and I smacked my teeth as I pulled out the driveway.
"Man why we gotta go over there" I asked putting the car in drive and pulling off. I put my seatbelt on as I drove.
"P why y'all not together yet?" He asked me and I smacked my teeth.
"Because rondo is mad childish for no reason and I can't keep a nigga without you breaking us up" I said making a right turn.
"Man sis that nigga been crushing on you since middle school" Pierre said rolling up in the front seat.
"I don't want rondo. He do to much" I told him turning into rondo neighborhood.
"Yea, Yea whatever" he said licking the blunt. I pulled up and blowed my horn.
"My nigga rondo" Pierre dapped him up as he got in the car.
"Wassup homie. Wassup P when you gone slid me yo numba?" He said and i shook my head smiling as I pulled off heading to the store.
"Rondo we not fennda do this today" I told him as I looked both ways before going right.
"Man you never wanna do nothing with me yo" He said and Pierre looked at him stupid.
"What you mean do something with you" Pierre asked. So damn over protective.
"Nigga I wasn't saying it like that. Damn overprotective ass" rondo said holding his hands up in surrender.
"Ian overprotective I just don't play bout my sister" he said rolling up another blunt.
"P you gone give a nigga them digits or what. Tomorrow the last day of school too" he said rubbing his hands together as I pulled into the corner store parking lot.
"Boy Bye" I said grabbing my phone from the cup holder unbuckling my seatbelt.
"Wait P here" Pierre handed me a hundred dollar bill.
"What's this for" I asked as I opened my car door.
"Now you know this nigga don't never let you go nowhere without no money" rondo said and I smacked my teeth getting out the car.
"Wassup shorty" this boy walked up on me as I walked in the store.
"Pierre in the car" i said pointing to my car. He took off out the parking lot. Scary ass boys.
I got a whole bunch of hot chips and candy. Chocolate, sour straws, and suckers. When we get high we get high I swear to god. I grabbed some drinks out the freezer and went to the front with a hand full of shit. I put it on the counter and he rung it up.
"80 dolla and 66 cent" the Chinese dude said and I giggled as I slid the 100 dollar bill. He gave me my change and I bagged the stuff up and walked out the store. I got in the car and this nigga Pierre was on the 10th blunt.
"Damn nigga how high we getting" I asked as I put the bags on the back seat.
"Heaven" He said and I laughed as I closed my door. I pulled out the parking lot and we rode to the spot which was my girl amarin driveway. Once we arrived my bit was already on the porch.
"Hey y'all" she said as she got in the backseat.
"Wazzam fool" I said once I put my car in park. We did our handshake and we got high.
*2 hours later*
After smoking it up at Amarin crib we dropped rondo off and went home. Our mom was gone to work thank god cause she hate when we smoke. Paris was home but she was in her room with her boyfriend . I went to my room took a shower and started reading my book.
"Pay" my mom walked in my room and I tried to open my eyes but I was too high.
"Ma'am" I said putting my eyes on my book and laughed.
"Are you ok?" She asked walking over to my bed and I laughed.
"I'm ok" I said trying to stop laughing.
"Sweetie you eyes are red" she said and I smacked my teeth .
"No they ain't. Do you got some food?" I asked skipping over what she was saying.
"Payton have you been smoking" my mom asked with her hands on her hip. One thing I hate about my mom was she try to ask so stuck up and unblack.
"I mean hey" I shrugged and started laughing.
"That's it I've had enough of you and Pierre" she said walking out my room and I laughed even harder. I cut my lamp off and went to sleep.
