Zariyah pov
"Ughh" I complained walking in the door from work.
I dropped my keys on the counter and bent down and took off my shoes.My phone started to ring " hey mum" I said to my grandma. " hey baby I was just reminding you about the bbq and asking if your parents are gonna show up". She said.
"No they outta the country. Ion think they coming back for a month". I said going into the kitchen and washing my hands.
"What trip they took this time" she sounding irritated. I can imagine she just rolled her eyes.
"Germany" I said picking up the mail and reading through it.
"Mm well where my son son" she said talking about my son. "He's at a basket ball practice" I said opening up some bills. " oouu dat boy going to the nba. One of your cousins showed me the video you posted on you Instagram of him playing" she said getting excited.
I laughed. "Yes grandma and he be gettin on my nerves. I gotta take him to all the game and practices" I rolled my eyes jokingly while smiling.
She laughed. "I need him to teach that brother of yours. He swear he can ball" my grandma said cracking on my brother. I laughed hard. "gg I swear" I said smiling. "Igh well imma go. Ya cousins down here tearing up my place. Now it's my turn to tear up some ass" she said. "GG don't go beating my cousins they too grown" I said laughing. They still think my grandma young and can still chase em around.
"They too dam grown to be tearing my house up everyday" she said. We said our goodbye's and I hung up.
I went to my freezer and looked at all the food in there. I was deciding on rather to cook or get fast food. Fast food won.
I walked up the stairs and into my bedroom. I took off my work scrubs and picked out a 'PINK' plain black set.
I sat my clothes and underwear on the bed and walked into the bathroom. I removed my makeup and started the shower.
I took a hot shower and got out and wrapped my self in the towel. I walked into my room and I saw I had a text on my phone.
It was from my son. He was telling me it was almost time for him to get picked up. So I dryed off and I lotion Up and put my clothes on. I sprayed some Victoria secret perfume on me and slid on my Pink gucci slides and jogged downstairs.
I grabbed my keys and went out the house. I locked my door and walked to my car. I got in and started up the while connecting my phone to the aux.
No kizzy started to blast loud through the car. I pulled off and started to head to my son school.
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I got to my son school and waited infront of the building. I was checking my socials when I heard the back door of my car open. My son through his book bag and gym bag in the back and hopped up front.
"What's wrong khar"? I asked looking at his mad face.
"Coach keep talkin dumb and keep threatenin to kick me off the team. I told his ass idc I'll leave , he gone suck his teeth and say just go do free throw. Nigga know I'm the best on they team" he said loudly.
I laughed "first of all you better stop allat cussin." I said pulling out of the school.
"Sorry mama" he mumbled. Kharson goes in between calling me mama and calling me by my name. I had him so young I let him call me by my name.
"You hungry?" I asked looking at a Popeyes coming up.
"Yeah" he said paying all his attention to his phone.
I pull into Popeyes drive through and order our food. I grabbed our food and payed for it.——————time jump—————-
When we got home khar grabbed his bags out the car while I grabbed the food and we went into the house.
I put the food in the kitchen and he came in and started going through the bag.
"Oh and we gotta go down to Louisiana ya grandma wanna see you." I said remembering the family reunion.
"Ok" he said grabbing his food. He came over kissed me on my cheek and went upstairs. I grabbed my food and sat down to eat.
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I totally forgot I was writing this book. I really wanna get this published because I have a really good plot and really think y'all will like it. I'm also starting another nba youngboy book and have a really good plot for that one as well and can't wait for y'all too see that but for that book imma wait until I write at least 4 chapters before publishing so I won't leave hall hanging like I do with this book. Anyways enough with my rant.
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Kentrell's secret
Non-FictionNba youngboy lying to the media about his true love and his real first bm