"WHATCHU DOING LIL NIGGA!?" Asked my dad as he busted through my door causing me to jump up and drop my phone.
"Now what if I was beatin my shit" I mugged picking up my phone. He looked at me in disgust.
"Imagine beatin yo shit in 2021 I could NEVERRRRR" he dragged walking out the room with me behind him
"Why you cut yo hair son!? I could've gave you some nice braids but you wanna be bald and shit" said mama shaking her head.
"Cause you tried to put beads in my hair last year mama" I laughed as she pouted. I tried to give her a hug she swatted me away.
"Baby show him what you got up under this" my mom smiled at my dad who had on a bonnet. He shook his head no but sighed when she gave him that look.
"NOOOOO she got my Nigga in BEADSSSS" I yelled running around the couch as he smacked his teeth putting the bonnet back on.
"Waittt let me get a picture" I laughed as he straight faced me.
"No"
"Mamaaa" I whined and she snatched the bonnet off his head while I took the picture. I sent in to the Family Group chat. __________________________________
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Look at y'all favorite person 😀:
Nila🖤: 🤭🤭 I like it
Thugga🖤: going out sad💀
TT Ria🖤: sad asf ~ Married couple
Ole Boy❤️: I knew I should've pulled out 🥺
Utterly hurt 😞:
OG❤️: he look handsome to me 🥰
Dai🖤: Godmama I have a fashion emergency 😖 ___________________________________
"Owweee" I whined as I rubbed the back of my neck that my dad just slapped.
"I should've pushed Her down the stairs after my nut" he mumbled walking upstairs.
I laughed shaking my head getting comfortable. Ima take a quick nap before I do anything.
Wassgud I'm Trey'von. Trey for short. I'm the Son of JJ And Mikarla Jackson. I'm 16 in the 10th grade. I play football. My position is QB. I'm the party animal out of the bunch. ___________________________________ New message Tracy🤡: pull up 🥰 ___________________________________
