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LETS KEEP THIS INTRO SHORT, FIRST BOOK U GOTTA FOLLOW ME SO U CAN READ SOME OF THE CHAPTERS LATER ON IN THE BOOK (LIKE,COMMENT, NO STEALING CAUSE I WILL FIND U AND I WILL KILL U, IM JP BUT ENJOY AND RIDE WITH ME TO THE END OF THIS STORY 💞











💞JAMIE IN MULTIMEDIA Z💞











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|JAMIE aka KILO|
"Hurry up we gotta go, u going to make us miss this flight", my dad yelled from the bottom of the stairs.
"Calm tf down I'm coming", I yelled.
I grabbed the rest of the bags and put them in the car. I got in and my dad came shortly after he was done with the bags.
"Ready", he asked with a hint of guilt in his eyes. I simply nodded, and patted his hand to let him know everything was going to be fine.
The car ride was silent, so why not start this thing off. Ik Your probably wondering what are they doing, who is she, and what's going on. well to answer the who is she part my name is,
JAMIE MARIE CARTER, I'm 5,4 I'm mixed with Jamaican and Asian, I never really met my Asian side because my mother, unfortunately she was a crack head but I mean my Jamaican side was great I loved all my family especially when they cook, I can be a little greedy but that's only with food, but to continue about me I got long curly black hair that I tend to dye a lot, I'm 17 and starting the 12th grade in a week. My body was on point ig I got curves were they need to be, extra meat in spots they supposed to be, and I got boobs that ain't that small they huge to me but it's w.e. I was interrupted by a tap on my shoulder. "Yea", I said looking I'm my dads direction. "were here" he said opening the door and heading to the trunk. I got out the car and headed to help get some bags. we walked in and gave the keys to the desk to deliver the Benz to are new house. We got on are private plane and put our stuff away, I sat down and plugged in my earphones listening to "Trap Queen". so to continue my story, before I was interrupted I'm going to answer what are we doing and what's going on. So basically my dad is a king not cause his name is king but he's "KING CARTER", he was basically a DRUG LORD , DRUG DEALER, TRADED DRUGS whatever u wanted to call it. But u guys probably are like omg here we go another spoiled brat, that gets anything she want, or everything she got was handed to her, or even don't talk to her she just uptight. Well that's definitely not the case I can't just go to my dad and be like, " were my money", or " Give me yo black card bitchh". Naw life doesn't work like that only in fairy tales. I was taught to be a independent black women. so you probably like how she get money. well I'm in the game too, my name is KILO in the streets, u probably like tf. Were u come up with that name, well easy I weighed kilos and ounces for my dad to get a couple hundred here and there. then I took shooting classes and got my aim up so my chances on shooting u in the right place is 99.9% accurate, I also took fighting classes so that got me somewhere, so now no man or women can put they crusty fingers on me. An hour later we arrived in Compton were I start my new life ig. We got in the cab and drove off to are new house. Cant wait to see what this is going to be like.


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