You are supposed to visualize yourself as the main female character in all of these Imagines. I'm not with that Y/N shit so I create full characters. Some people were confused about that? Lol, but enjoy (: There will a part 2 💖 Unedited
__________________________________It was Tuesday night, aka Movie Night at the "The Reel". Me and my twin LaMisha went faithfully every single week. School was out for the summer and we had just graduated, so we had plenty of free time. Between waiting for college acceptance letters, working and hanging out with our friend group, there wasn't much else we could do.
"The reel" was the teen hangout spot & the shit was always live. It had got shut down last summer because a guy named Rafik had been shot & his parents complained that it wasn't safe anymore.
Once it shut down, teen death & crime rates went up drastically because kids had nothing better to do than hang out in the streets. "The Reel" gave us a way to express ourselves, stay out of trouble & just enjoy being young. After the adults in the community realized that, they decided to renovate it & it's been on & poppin since.
Contrary to what you may think, Me & Misha didn't technically go FOR the movies. We actually went for who we would RUN INTO at the movies. Not only were Kaydee (Caine) and Kevin (O-Dog) the finest brothas in the neighborhood, they were our best friends. It just so happened that they worked at the theater, but we weren't complaining. Because they were working, we hung out less, but we got to see them more often.
I was sweet on Caine & my sister thought O-Dog was the best thing since sliced bread. Kevin liked Misha too, but I don't think Caine noticed me in the way that I wanted him too.
Caine was extremely sweet and always looked out for me, but it was evident that he only thought of me as a best friend or a little sister. He always gave us free popcorn and snacks, turned a blind eye when we movie hopped and complimented my style & appearance, but I knew he wasn't feeling me like that. It didn't stop me from trying to get his attention though.
We never talked about it, but I think he was dating that girl Ronnie that lived across the street from us. I don't know what he saw in her, but I never asked him about it. I respected him for the most part & I liked that he had this air of mystery to him. Kaydee never flaunted his money or put his business out in the streets like most guys in the neighborhood.
Caine was a respectful guy & the complete opposite of our friend Kevin. I don't know what my sister saw in his loud, obnoxious ass. Yes, O was cute and all but homeboy was straight ghetto.
"I'm ready Miyah." I turned around and saw Misha standing behind me popping her gum wildly. That's probably what she saw in him, she was just as loud & crazy.
LaMisha had on a ripped crop tee with a hot pink bralet top peeking out underneath, biker shorts, a translucent fanny pack clipped to her waist & her hot pink Reeboks. Neon clips held her curls out of her butter pecan face & her dramatic makeup made her grey eyes pop.
"Yes Misha, you can wear my biker shorts. You always borrowing my shit without asking." I said as I gave her & myself a once over. She sucked her teeth and went to grab her windbreaker out of our closet. Now I felt like I needed to change.
Our outfits were basically identical. Besides the fact that mines was baby blue, I had on a fluorescent blue backpack & my favorite fila's. I know we were twins and all but I hated matching. We already had the same face, did we have to dress alike too? Ain't no Tia & Tamera Bitch.
I turned to get a side view of my backside in the mirror as I slid my hand down my booty. The squats I was doing two nights a week appeared to be working, cause my shit was pokin'. (Instagram models be like....*Throws shade lmao*)

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