A Thug In Heels

Who this boy?!?...where A.J?!?

Sky's POV

I woke up in a bed with a boy. I knew it was A.J ...It had to be A.J. I kissed him on his cheek.

"Good morning..." I said

"To you, da birds are chirping..." He said finishing off making us laugh

"Hey why ya voice sound different?" I asked

"My ain't different...it always sounds so handsome" he said making me laugh

He turned around showing his face to me. My heart dropped in surprise...it wasn't A.J.

"Um...who you?" I asked

"Stop playin...you knew who I was last night" he replied

"Nah I'm serious... I don't remember nuthin" I said making it clear that I ain't know who he was

"You play too much now go cook me sum breakfast ight..." He said waayy to demanding ...

"Oh nah ion know who you talkin to cause I ain't no maid, slave or special servant...OK...you know what ion even wanna know you are no more ight cause I'm leaving" I said

"I was just playin girl calm down ight...now can you PLEAASSE!!!! Make me breakfast?" She said poking out his bottom lip

"Tuh, you must be kidding...ion even know you...so I ain't making jack squat da you ight." I said

"Wateva mane you seemed better last night...I'm starting to think I was more attracted to toy when you was drunk" he said rolling his eyes

"Excuse me??? Ion know who you talking to you smashed up faced rat..." I said with my dace scrunched up

"Wateva ma get out my house...I knew I shouldn't have messed with a ugly hoe" he said

"Who is you talking too" I said with my anger boiling up inside

"I'm talking to you t.h.o.t"he replied

" ugh...you know what...wateva cause ima try not ta kill you" I said putting on my clothes and walking towards the door

"Ion care if you leave... cause you was gonna be a hit n run anyways" he said as my anger burst and I couldn't take it anymore

"That tears it..." I said walking over to him and slapping him

He quickly punched me back and walked out

"Yeah that's right get ta stepping how" he said

As I walked out the door I looked at his beautiful car. I quickly took out my red ruby lipstick and wrote on his car..." Ugly hustling thug...poomkash". Then I hopped on the bus and rode back to the hotel. I hoped to see A.J there. When I arrived I didn't see any sign of A.J so I called him.

Phone conversation

Me: hey, where you at?

A.J: im at my house

Me: um can I come over?

A.J:yeah, sure

Me: thanks...where you live?

A.J: 161 Cleveland street

Me:ight I be there in a few

I couldn't wait to see A.J...I missed him so much...