August Alsina:
"Hey mama, I want you to meet someone. Tinashe, come on."
Tinashe walked in lookin' nervous.
"Hi Ms.Alsina. It's nice to meet you." She smiled. "Nice to meet you too sweetie and call me Shelia."
Tinashe nodded. "Mama, she's very special to me. I love her."
"You what?"
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
I sat up quickly sweatin' hard. BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
I reached ova' and unplugged my alarm clock. What da' hell did I just dream about?
Yeah, Tinashe and I have been gettin' closer but, her as my girlfriend? Fuck outta here.
"August, you up?" My mama asked. "Yeah! I'm gettin' outta bed now!"
Tinashe Kachingwe:
"T, come on. Get up." Chris shook me but I pushed him away. "5 more minutes. Please."
"You said that minutes ago. Come on." He started pulling my arm. "Chris." I whined. "Tinashe." He mocked me.
"Aight. I'm giving you 10 minutes. When I come back in here you better be up."
"Okay. Whatever." I mumbled. "Turn off the light."
"T, I ain't playing. You old enough to be getting yourself up anyway."
"Shut up and turn off the damn light. You sounding like mama." I growled.
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"Tinashe! Tinashe, wake up!" My teacher yelled at me. "I'm sorry." I mumbled sitting back up. "And take that hood off your head!"
You see normally I would've cussed her ass out but I'm too tired to do that right now. "Damn Tinashe, what you was doing all night?" India asked.
"Fucking August. That's what she was doing." This boy named Byron laughed.
"Nigga, shut your trap." I rolled my eyes. "What? It's true ain't it? 'Cause that's what the whole school has been saying including August."
"Byron, pay attention!"
"Yes ma'am." I looked over at August and saw him flirting with ugh, Hannah. That bitch is such a slut. She have her legs open to some new nigga every night.
August saw me looking at him and he rolled his eyes at me. What the fuck is his problem?
He whispered something in Hannah's ear and she giggled.
August Alsina:
Since I had that crazy ass dream about Tinashe I was gonna ignore her. I don't even know why I would have that dream.
RINGGGGGG!!!!
As soon as the bell rang everyone jumped outta their seats. "Wait, your forgetting your home--what the hell? Have fun kids." Ms.Singleton smiled.
See, this is why she's my favorite teacher. She's young as hell and she may get on to people for not payin' attention but other than that she cool. And Hannah is her sister.
"Here's my number and I'll see you after school August." Hannah swayed her hips as she walked away.
Bitch was fine as fuck!
"Aight baybeh. See ya lata."
"Damn Aug! You fuckin' Hannah now? Yo nigga, you got taste." Trey and Brian came up to my locker. "Well, what can I say?"
"Oh so your with Hannah now?" Tinashe walked up. I shrugged. "What does it look like." I asked her.
"What the fuck does that mean August?" She asked. "It means exactly what he said now, get ya ass on somewhere Tinashe." Brian shooed her. This nigga had no heart.
I was gonna say somethin' to him about talkin' to her like that but I let it go.
"You just go let him talk to me I that August?" She looked hurt. "What is wrong with you?"
"Me? How about, what is wrong with you? You ova' here trippin' about me and some girl. You actin' like you my girlfriend and shit."
"Maybe because--" "She likes you August." India and her sister Karrueche walked up. Damn, that took a nigga by surprise.
"Well, I don't like yo ass." I slammed my locker shut and walked off with Trey and Brian behind me.
Tinashe Kachingwe:
The rest of the day flew by quick. I couldn't believe India told August I like him. That's not true. Even if he's the last boy on earth, I still wouldn't like him.
I could name like a thousand reasons why! Number 1. He's a complete JERK! Number 2. He doesn't care about anyone but himself! Number 3. He can't stay loyal and ain't no telling what's wrong with them girls he be fucking. He go catch something, watch!
It did sting though when he said, "Well, I don't like yo ass." I mean, I have to admit that did hurt.
But like, what's his problem?
Just the other day we were cool. What the hell did I do?
"Chrissy Pooh, I'm home!" I threw my backpack and stuff down. "Don't call me that gay ass name." He snapped.
"It's not gay. I like it and if it was gay, why would that be a problem?" I asked
"Look, just don't call me that. Anyways, I'm inviting someone over tonight so you need to spend the night at India's."
"Aww, is it a girl?" I asked. "It doesn't matter." He shook his head. "OMG! Chrissy Pooh finally found himself a girlfriend! Oh no, I can't go to india's. I wanna meet her. What's her name?"
"Iyana." He answered.
"Iyana? Okay but anyway, you got to let me meet her! Is she fine?" I asked getting excited. I know normal sisters wouldn't give two fucks about their brothers girlfriends but, this is actually Chris's first girlfriend! Well, the first one that I know of! Yeah, my brother was good looking and all but the only girls that wanted him were thots.
He don't want no thot!
Like I was saying, I'm so excited! "Yes. She got that ass too! Oh and them titti--". "Too much information nigga." I said.
He laughed.
"I'm sorry about that. Iyana isn't exactly my girlfriend yet. We've just been fucking around for about a few weeks." He shrugged.
"Nigga, what the fuck are you waiting for?! For a few weeks? She suppose to been your girl!"
"But, I wanna take it slow." "Slow? You just said y'all been fucking!" "Tinashe, why the fuck are you so nasty? I meant talking! Damn." He mumbled.
I rolled my eyes. "Keep on. I'm just waiting for the day when yo eyes finally get stuck." He smirked.
I cracked a small smile. "I'm not nasty it's just, my mind thinks what it wants. It drifts off sometimes too and don't judge. I'm not the only one like that. Basically, if I think something, I'm gonna say it."
"Aight." He sighed. "Help me with my homework pleasssssseeeeeeeeeeeee." I begged.
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"Hi! You must be Iyana? Right? Right. I'm Chrissy Pooh's sister Tinashe! So nice to finally meet you. Ooh, you are pretty! Girl, you won't believe how much I've heard about you!"
"Actually, she ain't heard shit about you. Come on in." Chris pushed me out of the way . I smacked my lips and rolled my eyes at him.
"Nigga, dang! I know you learned manners because we were born under the same roof! Pushing a bitch and shit. Making me hit the door. You better be glad I ain't pimp slap yo ass."
I closed the door. "I'm sorry. She's usually very quiet. Don't worry, it's almost her bedtime." He told iyana.
Bedtime? I don't have a bedtime! I'm fucking 17 years old.
"Excuse me Iyana, I gotta go to the restroom." Chris said. She nodded. Can the bitch even talk? She haven't said a word yet.
"So, do you want something to drink?" I asked her. She shook her head no. "Okay." I mumbled.
We just sat there awkwardly until I got up.
Chris was just walking out of the bathroom when I walked up to him.
"What is wrong with her?" I whispered. "What do you mean?" He asked. "She don't talk." I told him.
"Tinashe, don't start. Maybe she's just shy."
"Psh. Shy my ass." I turned around and we both made our way back into the living room. "We're back." I smiled as she just looked straight ahead.
"I told you." I whispered to Chris. "Man, shut up."
August Alsina:
"August, close yo mouth and eat boy." My mama said. "Just nasty. Don't nobody wanna see all dat." Katrina said.
"And nobody was talkin' to you so hush girl!" Mama told her. She rolled her eyes as Bianca and I snickered. "Shut up!" She yelled.
"Trina, don't get slapped girl!" "Mama, i--"
"Nothin'!"
Bianca and I kept on laughin'. "Hey Aug, I forgot to tell you. Mama and I went by Mel's grave yestaday." Bianca told me.
"Word?"
"Yep. I told mama next time she should bring you."
"Forreal." I nodded. Now, hold up, I believe I should've been the first person to visit Mel grave with my mama. Yeah, I know Bianca is his lil sista' but, Mel and I were closer. But, it's cool. I'm straight. I betchu imma be there next time though! Ya heard meh?
"I wanted to go." Katrina mumbled. I don't know why but, we all brust out laughin' at her. Even mama!
"Yo, what the fuc--i mean fuzz is so funny?" She asked as my mama stopped laughin' and cut her eyes at her.
Chris Brown:
"So, Christmas is in two weeks. What are you gonna get me?" Iyana asked. I was actually getting tired of her.
First, she come in here quiet as fuck and then she turn into a bitch as soon as Tinashe go's to bed.
Wtf is wrong with her?
She is definitely not the Iyana I know. "Bitch, we ain't even together!"
She stared at me.
"Nigga, it don't matter if we together or not! Any nigga that's talking to this classy bitch will get me something! Especially if you want this pussy!" She snapped.
"Bitch, I can get pussy any time I want! I did want yours at first but now, you can forget that. Now, get the fuck out my damn house before I set it off in this bitch."
" i am a classy bitch. You don't talk to me like that!"
"A classy bitch huh? Motherfucka you know you ratchet."
"Ratchet?! Whatever nigga, bye! I didn't like or want your sorry ass anyway."
She stomped to the door.
I smacked my lips. "Bitch, bye!" And slammed the door in her face. "She gone?" Tinashe asked from the top of the stairs. "Hell yes." I sighed. "Oh well, thank you! I heard y'all all the way up here."
I rolled my eyes at her. "Go to bed kid."
You know I had to update for Christmas Eve. I couldn't just leave y'all hanging like that. So, did you like? Vote, Comment, And Fan.