Mya POV
I moved back in with Miss Mama's she didn't let Darren come over while I was there. But all I know is that I done had this baby and I was ready to pop out. So far mother hood was treating me well especially with miss mama helping me.
I haven't downloaded any of my social media's back yet I just felt like I didn't need all that stress but with these workouts I been doing around the house imma need to pop out probably around my birthday since it was coming up.
No one knew that I had my baby but me and miss mama. I was glad. Over the weeks Saint grew into her looks I feel like she mostly just looks like me not like Kentrell or Lee. She was perfect she had my pretty brown skin and my eyes and lips. Almost Indentical.
I finished my work out and went over to her. "Hey babyyyyy you so purrrrty" I picked her up and kissed her.
She literally stays glued to me and I love it she just a lil me. I brung her back in the room to lay her down. I went. To take a song but kept the door open incase I heard her crying. ( the bathroom was in the room)
When I got out me and her was just chillin on the bed when I decided I wanted to redownload social media just to at least post my face and tell everyone I'm okay. But I'm not posting my baby or anything about her.
As soon as I opened up my Instagram there was hella notifications I forgot how poppin I used to be. There was a lot of people just asking where is was and if I was okay. My follower count kinda went down but it was Ight bcuz I was still at 11.8k.
I posted a lil pretty boomerang from a while ago bcuz I ain't posting with this android. My phone blew up like crazy it started going slow. My messages where full of heart eyes and I miss you's. But one caught my attention.
Quando_rondo: still fine😩
Had me thinking why don't I just respond.
Me: Just for you😉💕
Quando_rondo: 👀, how u been shorty
Me: Good just chillin
Quando_rondo: when u gone let me take you out😩
Damn this nigga still like me?
Me: Whenever you want babe🤷🏽♀️🥰
Quando_rondo: Ight Friday shorty
Me: okayy
I was freaking out bcuz I ain't been out out in a year. Like what was I going to wear. I have to figure this all.
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Maid for NBA youngboy
Teen Fiction17 year old Mya is struggling and needs a job so she can make get her apartment and move out her achololic mothers home at 18. So she gets a job as a maid and little does she know she works for NBA youngboy. Then sum1 becomes obsessed... This book...