Chapter 95

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Deuce

"Da girls goin' wit u today?" I came in da room.

"Yeah. For today. We're booked up with classes this week. So, pick your days to watch them." Blue said, smiling at me.

"Ima let u kno." I joked.

"Whatever. Have a good day, my love." She kissed me, leavin' out da room.

"I love u."

"Love you." I heard her say, walking down the stairs.

"Yo, No." I knocked on his door.

"Yea?"

"U ready?"

"Hol' up." He said.

"5 mins." I said, walkin' to Liam's room.

"Liam. Let's go." I walked in.

"Daddy, I can't find my draws." He looked around.

"Momma laid out ya clothes last nigh' Liam." I walked to him.

"I kno, but not no draws."

"Wat about dese?" I lifted up a pair.

"Dey ain' clean Daddy."

All I could do was sigh, and shake my head.

"I'm ready." Noah came to da door, dressed and ready.

I went to Liam dresser lookin' fa clean underwea' fa' him.

"Meet us down in da car." I told Noah.

20 Minutes Later

"Can we stop fa some breakfast dad?" Liam asked from da backseat.

"Na, cause u already got us late. Now, I gotta sign yo ass in."

"So? Dat means I can still get food." He said.

"U want me to drop u off first No?" I asked'em.

"Yea, ill let da girls buy me breakfast." He smirked.

"My boy." I dapped'em up.

I pulled up, droppin' off Noah.

"Sup, Mr. DeWayne?" Jay said.

"Sup wit u." I nodded.

"Look, Noah. Dere go dat girl." Jay pointed.

"Ooo, wat girl?" Liam asked, rollin' down da windo'.

"Nobody." Noah said.

"Ha name is Mariah." Jay laughed.

"Mariah?" I said lowly.

"We'll talk bout dat lata son." I said, befo' drivin' off.

"Ite, Liam. Wat's fa breakfast?"

"Daddy, I left my Dr. Seuss books."

I facepalmed myself.

"I'm whoopin' Boon ass."

The School

"Checkin' in Liam. Liam Simmons." I said, while he held on to my hand.

"Who is his teacher?" The girl asked, while smilin.

"Liam, who yo teacher?"

"Ion kno." He shrugged.

"Youn' kno dey name?"

"No. But, he always got spit comin' out his mouth." He looked at me, scrunchin' up his face.

"Mr. G? Or somebody like dat." He said.

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