narrator
(continuation of last chapter)
"this is why i can't play fucking uno with black people!"
anthony yelled as aaliyah collected her twenty dollar bill with a smile.
"if you're a sore loser,just say that."
aaliyah told him,slipping the money into her back pocket."if you're a fucking cheater than just say that."
he mugged her as he went into her kitchen getting a cup of water."money doesn't lie,it goes where it wants."
"money my ass."
anthony told her,sipping on his water.destiny sat at the kitchen table,finishing up some work for her yearbook class.
"okay,okay,senior quotes are due in three days,i have almost every bodies except for your guys',what's it gonna be?"
she asked looking up at them.aaliyah looked up as she thought for a few seconds,before shrugging.
"i don't know,i haven't even been thinking about little stuff like that""my schedule has been so crazy these past few months,i don't even remember the date we graduate."
she chuckled.destiny shook her head laughing as she looked up at anthony.
"what about you? what's your senior quote."anthony took another sip of his water before letting out a sigh.
"money,bitches,pussy and getting head."
destiny smacked her lips as she shook her head.
"oh my fucking god."
she whispered to herself."one,you can't cuss and two,that's four things."
she yelled at him as she sat on the couch.he shrugged.
"okay,money,WOMEN and getting head."
he said smartly.
"just censor it out."destiny waved him off as she began writing on her ipad again.
done with his madness.aaliyah though for a little longer before her idea popped up.
"i got it!"
she said excitedly.
"god knew what he was doing when he made me bad at math."
she told her as she wrote it down." i thought this high school shit-i mean stuff,was gonna be like high school musical.i was wrong."
anthony told her biting into a brownie.aaliyah nodded.
"what's yours?"
she asked destiny."everybody needs a little help on their way to being self reliant.No independent person just grew up and was born independent."
she said writing it down."wow,who said that?"
aaliyah asked as she tore a piece off of her brownie.anthony shrugged.
"probably somebody real smart,and sophisticated.he was probably white too."she smacked her lips.
"shutup,like who? shakespeare?""no tupac."
she said in a dull tone making them both cock their heads.
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Poisonous Love. [EDITING]
Teen FictionBWWM** Seventeen year old aaliyah brown has the hands of an angel and has been gifted with a god given talent for bringing anything to life on a blank canvas.With her raw talent and love for art,she's desperate to get into a good school and make thi...