(Y'all, I'm sorry. I changed my mind and turns out I didn't want her pregnant. Irma wayy to early. Disregard the last two chapters. Sorry to anybody who wanted that to play out.)
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"The party start in like a hour and a half."
"That should be enough time for me to get ready."
"Alright. I'ma come get you."
Donte heard about a party from one of his lil drug dealer boyfriends. We're gonna go.
I don't usually do parties, but why not go to this one.
Me and Sin got to arguing about some dumb shit and he left. I don't really care where he's at. I just hope he's alive and well.
I wen to my closet. I've been planning to wear this outfit. It's simple and I think it's cute.
It matched my nails which are long black french tips with red bottoms.
I picked out my black, red and white True Religion Felt Buddha logo tee, a red SKIMS fits everybody micro thong, my camouflage cargo jeans, my "Black White" dunk lows, and my red Prada Re-Nylon Re-Edition 2000 mini bag.
When I put my clothes on, I did some light makeup and then did my edges. I had tribal braids, so I really just had to unwrap my braids and do the edges.
I'ma do my best in this thong.
I put on some gold jewelry and then put my stuff in my bag.
Donte was already outside so I just grabbed my keys and went downstairs. I locked the door behind me as I left out the house.
I got in his car.
"Okay, sexy"
I chuckled and he started driving.
♕♕♕
It didn't smell that bad when we walked in.
Big Boy Diamonds By Gucci Mane and Kodak Black was playing loudly.
Everybody was either rapping or twerking.
I wasn't about to twerk or nothing, but I can rap.
I got on Instagram and started recording videos of myself rapping and stuff. There were drinks offered to me but I would not dare take one of them.
