Authors note;
hey guys, this is another dean book, because I had another idea for one. but of course, i'll still be continuing 'my 21' because it looks like youse all like it. and thank you for reading my books :) mwah.
{ tw. may contain; cussing, smut }
- hamzaiskewl
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[ Ryan's pov ]
{ sotc : it was a good day - ice cube }
IT WAS CURRENTLY 10am and all i could hear was tupac blasting through my ears as i was writing more rhymes for my dads upcoming song. as i was in the middle of writing, my phone started to vibrate. "doin', it's aj on the line" i started
"hey riri, you doin' anything today ?" said a familiar voice
"hey jordan, nah. i ain't doing anything today" i replied
"you down for some puck ?" he asked
"yeah, i'll be there in a few minutes" I answered
"aight. the boys and i are already here. we'll be waiting" he informed
"aight. laters" i said
i then hung up the call and stopped my music. i then ran off to go grab my rollerblades. as i was running to go grab them, i was approached in front of my dad. "hey pops" i said happily
"where you going ?" my dad asked
"going to play some puck with the boys" i answered
"aight, just don't do nothing stupid, and try not to get your ass in jail." my dad said
"of course, dad !" i replied
"alofa ia te oe.." he said with a soft smile
ever since i started learning about my actual background, my dad took the opportunity to learn it with me. the only reason he took it was because he wanted to learn it for fun and he knew how hard it was to be the only samoan person in the hood. but it wasn't really that hard because i was also half jamacian and a bit german.
"i love you too dad" i said, as I gave him a smol in return
my dad is a very well known, and famous person. his name is, o'shea jackson. when i was a baby, he chose to take me in as his foster child, then about a year or so, he wanted to permanently adopt me. most people may know him from n.w.a, his stage name is ice cube. some people from compton know that im his daughter, so that's why nobody really fucks with me. but the only people who have the audacity to do that, is the stupid police. but sometimes i don't really care, because some of them are actually nice. "take your little brother with you too! he looks bored" my dad said
"aight. ROMANI COME ON !" i yelled out to my little brother
my 4 year old brother then came walking with his baby skates on and started to hug me.
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ONCE MY LITTLE brother and i got to the basketball court, we found my friends playing school yard puck. "im here !" i yelled out
i then placed roman on the ground so he could skate around and then i joined the game and started to knock everyone over. as i was knocking people over, my two bestfriends and number one supporters, jordan and santiago, were cheering me on.
{ tw; shooting, gangs and $ęx }
even tho it was really dangerous on these streets, people were still friendly towards us.. well most people. some of our friends have died because of their gang. half of us were in gangs, and of course, im in a gang as well. but even tho we're all in different gangs, that won't ever stop us from hanging out. we were all with each other since we were in diapers.
it's been a few hours since we started playing. as we were playing some puck, we were heard a loud bang, which caused us to turn heads towards where the sound came from. once we turned around, we saw a dead body on the ground, a few meters away from the court. we all walked up toward the gate to get a closer look to see who got shot. "oh shit.." i mumbled
"pew pew !" my little brother laughed
"yo, i know that guy. that's jenny from the blocks boyfriend" zachariah said
"jenny was with breezy k ?" jordan asked
"yeah" zachariah said
"didn't breezy k knock up jenny a few weeks ago ?" i asked
"yeah, and i heard it was good too" chris shared
"i don't even know what she sees in him. he's a slag" i said
"you jealous, ruthless ?" santiago joked
"i think anapu is jealous" chris laugh
"youse better shut up, i ain't jealous of shit." i said
"mhmm, sure," jordan joked
{ ok we all goods now }
don't get me wrong, jenny is a beautiful girl, but she's just not my type. ever since i came out as bisexual towards the guys, they all kept on making fun of me, but i don't really mind it. like of course, it's normal for us horny teenagers to make up sexual jokes. and that's one of the reasons i don't have any girl friends, because im always loud and dirty minded.
"aight, shoot up. let's bounce" jordan said
"aight, laters. and stay safe !" i yelled out as I skated away with roman
every time someone dies around the court, that's when we all decide to bounce. even tho we're in gangs, we're all scared to die.. even tho we're expected to die. we all just don't wanna die while having a fun time, so we decide to bounce.
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ONCE WE FINALLY got back to our house, i opened the door and we were greeted with my dad and some of his rapper friends. but my dad didn't seem too happy. roman ran up to my uncle dre and started to play scissors paper rock with him. "uhm, hello.." i started
yet no answer, the only thing I got, were eyes on me. my dad looked serious, but he also looked happy. and the rest of his boys were all just sitting there and making jokes. "sorry for standing. i'll go to my room now" i apologised, as i started to slowly walk towards my room
"no, ryan.. stay." my dad said
i listened to his word, and stood in the same spot i was standing in. it then went dead silent. "ryan.." my dad started
"yes ?" i asked
"YOU GOT INTO THE JUNIOR GOOWILL GAMES GIRLL !!" my uncle dre yelled
"WHAT ?!" i exclaimed
i couldn't believe it. i didn't want to go to the goodwill games, but at the same time i did. i couldn't go without my best friends. what if nobody has the same humour as me ?! or what if people look down at me because im samoan and jamacian. i'll be hated forever. they might think im weird cause i've grown up in compton. but even if they did accept me, i don't have time to make new friends. as i was thinking of the worst things that could happened, i felt a hand on my arm. "ryan. i know what you're thinking. but maybe you kind find this a great opportunity for you" my dad said
"but i don't have time to make new friends !" i whined
"ryan, please. do this. for everyone that loves you" my dad convinced me
"but, i don't even know anyone there !" i complained
"that's good. get out and make some new friends" my dad suggested
"but i don't want to.." i trailed
"then forget about making friends. if you wanna be a real thug, then you would take this opportunity to go to minnesota and play for the goodwill games" my dad advised
"aight.. when will i be going ?" i asked
"in two baby girl, but luckily for you, you will have enough time to pack and hangout with your homies" my uncle dre said
"so ryan, in two days, a limo is gonna come and take you to minnesota, okay ?" my dad informed me
"ok.." i trailed off "i mean, it can't be that bad.." i assumed
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