how we came to be | ❝ you were nothing I ever expected, but ended up being everything I ever wanted ❞
This is the story of how Monse and Latrelle came to be MONTRELLE.
ON MY BLOCK x ALL AMERICAN CROSSOVER
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OLIVIA BAKER POV
NEXT DAY
Dad's driving us to school as always, but it's different now because Latrelle is here. And the worst part is that he's in the backseat with me. Jordan sat in the front purposely, I know he did.
Latrelle and I are sitting nowhere near each other and that's a good thing because I don't even wanna be near him right now!
I'm so pissed off with him! How can he just disregard all of the moments that we had together?! Why can't he understand that our situation is not incest?! But noooo, he'd rather just replace me with Monse! I can't stand it!
Dad parked the car in front of the school and joked with Latrelle. "Feels good to have a ride to school as opposed to walking, huh Latrelle?"
"Yeah it's cool I guess."
"Alright, off you guys go. Jordan, Latrelle, no fighting today please."
"No promises." Then Jordan left the car.
"I swear, I'm the only sane Baker," I grumbled.
Dad heard me. "And Olivia?"
I looked at him distastefully. "Yes, Billy?"
He's angry that I keep calling him by his first name, but he didn't comment on it. "Just have a good day."
I rolled my eyes and slammed the car door. I rushed into the school but Latrelle chased me. "YO! Wait up!"
"What do you want, Latrelle? I have a class to get to."
"So that's how it is now? There's nothing but bad blood between us?"
Why is he playing victim? "You made it that way."
Latrelle ran his hand over his face, exasperated. "Olivia, we're literally related! What don't you understand about that?!"
"Oh I understand plenty. And don't worry, I'm moving on."
"Okay, then why you acting all hostile for?"
I just looked him up and down in disgust and said four words. "Because you're a Baker."
Latrelle just crossed his arms and shook his head. "Imagine hating your own family."
"Imagine being lied to by your own family! You, Jordan, and dad, you all have issues and I'm so over it!"
Latrelle looked at me angrily. "You know, I don't get you! One day you're crying over me, the next day you're trying to become friends with Monse just to keep tabs on me, and now you hate me! Pick one!"
"I guess I just hate you. Now can you leave me alone?"
He nodded angrily. "Yeah I'll leave you alone, but you need to leave Monse alone too."
