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D.C -Mayfair📍
"This the last week of school. Ian doing shit" A student said to our calculus teacher
"You ain't do shit all year anyway" She said back making the whole class laugh
"You tryna come to a party with me tonight?" Uzi whispered from his desk behind me
I'm kinda surprised he came to school because he hasn't been here in a long time. Probably like 2 or three weeks.
"Who's party?" I asked
"Me and 30" he said
"I don't know..." I trailed off
"Come on Bae. It's gon be lit"
"I guess I'll go" I mumbled
"Can I come, Uzziah?" Anastasia looking at him lustfully
Could she be anymore trifling?
"Yeah and you can bring some people if you want to" he said
"Okay I'll see you there" she said winking at him and turning back to her friend
I rolled my eyes and turned back around. I heard him groan and he came and sat at the desk in front of me.
"What now?"
"You and that girl flirting with each other in my face" I said mugging him
"Wasn't nobody flirting with her duck ass" he said smacking his teeth
"Whatever you say, Uzziah" I said rolling my eyes
I stayed on my phone for the rest of class and school was over. I walked outside and waited for Zy and Chelly. Once they came outside I dropped them off and went home.
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"Papa can I go to this party tonight ?" I asked
"Yea I don't give a damn and here you got mail" he said handing me a letter that wasn't open
Normally when he hands me mail it's either halfway open or already open for me to read like dang.
I grabbed it from his hand and walked back to my room and looked at it to see who it is from.
The address was the prison that my mom is in and it read her name. Sarai East. I sat down on my bed and opened it
Dear Saige Alice,
I'm sorry, I'm sorry that I left you. I'm sorry I put my feelings before yours. If I could go back, I promise I would. It hurts me deeply to know that I never got to watch you grow and prosper. You'll be 18 this December and I really would love to see you or at least just hear your voice. I know the things that you went though and it's all my fault. You suffer from those things because of the decisions I made. You might not think it but I do love you and I wish that you would one day please forgive me. If you do ever decide to come see me or call me, go see your Godfather and he'll help you. I put my number and stuff too if you wanna send me a letter.
