Damaged

One.

"Nevermind, y'all tryna be boo'ed. I'm tryna go pimp a nigga" Kyla said.

"EXACTLY" i said dapping Kyla up.

"Bitch you 16" Khloe said.

"16 and a half" Kyla corrected.

"Jordyn get the fuck up. I'll pay for your food" Khloe said.

"That's all you had to say sis" i said getting up.

"Shid let me slide too" Kyla said getting up.

"Better ask yo' favorite sister to pay" Khloe said.

"I don't have a favorite. I hate y'all bitches the same" Kyla said.

"Y'all just be dressed by 6" Khloe said walking out.

"Bitch I'll be ready at 6:03" Kyla said.

"Get the fuck outta my room" i laughed.

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"Bitch it's pump 4" i said to Khloe as she squinted trying to see the number.

"You way too fucking loud" Khloe said.

"A bitch get mad 'cause she can't see" Kyla said.

"On god" i laughed.

"Aye take my pic though" i said handing her my phone.

"How i look?" I asked her.

"Like yo' daddy" she said.

"Fuck you" i said snatching my phone back.

"Now take mine. I gotta post some so my ex can see I'm still that bitch" she said.

"Period" i said taking her picture.

"How i look?" she asked mocking me.

"Like a damn snitch. Look you finna go tell on somebody right now" i said.

"I swear i ain't got no sisters" she said getting back in the car.

"That's fine" i said.

"Who lip gloss?" Kyla asked.