[ My Girl ]
I'm hanging out with my boys Najee, and Troy we smoking some loud outside on Najee's porch. Yeah we smoke though but we not in that selling dope and type shit business I ain't going to jail for another nigga or whatever, I just like getting high.
I'm real laid back though I live in a big house with my pops, ma, and my two sisters. If our brother wasn't in jail for selling dope he would visit us time to time but nooooo he had to follow the streets. I know my dad really misses him deep inside it's just his big ego won't show it. My sisters barely remember him cause he kept going in and out of jail when they were growing up.
My ma'....man she just gave up on him it use to be like 'oh my boy, my baby boy imma get you out!' And all that other shit but him going back to jail just kept getting worse and was stressing her out. Man, Dwanye was smart he would have made it in the NBA if he wasn't friends with his boy Slade. Ughhh every time I think about my big bro it just gets to me I get mad as shit like how could he be so stupid! Damn! But cause of him I need to set a good example for my two little ducklings, I love them so much like they were mine. Heh, when my dad and mom was working which they always are, I would watch them and take care of them I truly raised them.
I was like their third parent, their second pop.
My pops is a NBA manager he wanted Dwayne to play and be big so he could be his manager but he was stubborn and wanted to follow his friends. Now with me I'm trying to make that work but it seems like I just disappoint him and I'm not good enough cause I wasn't his first seed like Dwayne he would always try to put me on a level where Dwayne was. Once I overheard my parents in their bedroom talking bout me and that my dad said he blame my moms for how I am, how I'm not like Dwayne. Bullshit.
But anyways, my momma, she is a physical therapist she usually helps celebrities and shit. I met a couple celebrities it was great and shit some were Forreal Forreal just down to earth real life people, like normal, like us. The others, you can just tell that the money took over their reality and their right sense of minds.
My mother is white and my dad is black.
But like I said they were never home always had somebody check up on us like our grandparents, aunts, uncles, even older.. older.. older cousins lol not that old but Breyanna and Kaiya always did what I said and looked up to me.
CAUSE I'M THAT NIGGA!! Lmao just kidding yall but yeah I love them more than anything. I breathe for them I would truly die to save them from danger. Those are my girls.
"Ayo peanut! Does my butt look big to you?!" Najee asked me getting up to put his ass all up in my face I punched him in the back of his leg "Nigga no! Cut that gay shit out." We heard the toilet flush as Troy came out with blood shot eyes "Damn yo my shit just took a mean ass shit!" Me and Najee laughed our asses off Troy was real confuse he was trying to figure out what he said wrong like this nigga, when he high he be dead ass stupid like I be scared for him when he high.
"Ayo peanut and shit boy yall know what we should did-do we would-should you know rob a carni-carni-carnival--- I mean a bank!" Najee retarded even without weed man Ctfu he just dumb forreal.
"Whoa!!!! Did yall niggas hear shots fired? NIGGAS! I HEAR GUNS! Pow! Pow!" We all looked out the window even though we didn't hear shit.
"Man on some real bitch you know that thick chick in our uhhh. Haha bitches I forgot." I put my fingers on my temples trying to remember "Oh oh I remember, I remember the one in our math class.." Troy started clapping his hands "Yeah, Yeah what about shawty. That big bitch got a hella ass that shit blazzin I would hit that! I wonder how big is her shits when she take a dump?" Troy sat back and really started thinking about it while Najee on my left was staring at the wall "Nigga! Anyways she cute ain't she!? She bad forreal.." Najee came back into reality "Whoa, Whoa, whoaaa nigga I thought your mexican ass only liked black girls?! Now you liking purple chicks!?"
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