His Ride or Die

Chapter 1

Essence POV

You wanna talk shit
You wanna run yo mouth......

The alarm from my phone damn near busted my eardrums.

It's a shame I turned seventeen last week, and have to go back to school today. But, thank God it's my senior year.

"Essie, get up," my six year old twin brothers, Korey and Khalil, yelled through my door. "Im up," I yelled back.

I got up, and went to the bathroom, and took a quick shower. I went to my closet to pick out my outfit for the day. It's the first day of my senior year, so you know I got to look good.

I decided to go with a white high low shirt, black leggings, with my gold MK sandals. To top it off, I put on my gold Michael Kors watch. I just pulled my hair up into a high ponytail. I ain't with all that sew-in shit. I like my natural hair.

I examined myself in the mirror, satisfied with how my clothes fit on me. I have DD breasts, a pudge for a stomach, small waist, average butt and the widest hips. I don't have the best body, but I've seen worse.

I grabbed my backpack, phone, and car keys, and went downstairs. When I made it downstairs, I was immediately greeted by my mom, stepdad, and twin brothers.

"C'mon Korey and Khalil," I said, grabbing an apple. I kissed mom and dad. "Love you guys," I said, walking out the door with Korey and Khalil.

I'm ready to see what my senior year has in store for me.

Jaiden POV

"Boy, get your ass up," my mom yelled from downstairs. "Yeah okay," I yelled back. I groaned, sitting up, and looking at my clock. It's 7:05. Damn school doesn't start until 8:30.

I stood up, and walked into my bathroom. I grabbed all my Axe products to take a shower. Fifteen minutes later, I stepped out the shower feeling too good.

I walked into my closet, pulling out my Nike sweats, Just Do It white t-shirt, and my white Air Force 1's. I'm simple when it comes to dressing. I ain't with too much name brand shit.

After I got dressed, I sprayed on my cologne, and grabbed my Ray Ban glasses, car keys, phone and bag.

I walked downstairs, and saw two plates of grits, eggs and bacon. My plate was clean by the time I got done with it. I think I got the munchies.

"Jay, I swear you the greediest person I know," my mom said laughing. "Weed will do that to you," I responded laughing with her.

My phone started ringing. I looked at the caller id, indicating that it was my homie Quan. "Hello," I answered. "Aye bruh pick us up from the trap," he said yelling all in my damn ear. "Alright bruh," I said hanging up. "Love you Ma," I yelled walking out the door.

I hopped in my 2014 Camaro. I started the engine, and started blasting Lil Boosie, speeding out the driveway.

When I pulled up to the trap, ten minutes later, I see these niggas sitting in Quan car! The fuck they call me for?

Quan, Tay and Von got out of the car when they saw me pull up. Once the car door opened, smoke immediately came out, which meant they were smoking. Who the fuck smokes weed before they go to school? I swear these niggas dumb.

Once they got in my car, I asked the obvious question. "Why the hell y'all didn't use Quan's car to go to school?" I was irritated. "We wanted to ride in the boss's car," Tay said in a slurred tone. These niggas is too high. "And why would y'all dumbasses smoke before you go to school," I asked, pulling up to the school. "Man you was taking too long to pull up," Von said, laughing a little too hard. "My nigga, I only live ten minutes away," I said pulling into my usual parking spot. They just laughed. I shook my head.

I know you're thinking, 'why have a trap house so close to home'. My answer is, rival gangs would never think it's close to my home. Nobody will find out, unless one of my workers or I say something, and that's not going to happen.

When I got out the car, I seen Essence, I think that's her name, walking in the school with four of her friends. I would do anything to hit that. In due time.

One of my hoes, Tracy, broke me out of my trance. "Why you staring at that skank," she asked. Man this girl ghetto as hell. Pussy still good though. "Tracy, chill out with that shit," I answered, walking into the school, with Tracy hot on my tail.

Lord, give me strength. This is going to be a long year.