Adopted By NBA Youngboy(An NBA Youngboy Story)

Sixty

Kentrell Gaulden😉

Now as we all walking around this fucking music museum bullshit. I was starving and hella delusional right now. See, me and the gang had smoked before we got up in here, so now I got the munchies and I'm seeing shit.

"Goddamn." I said while blocking this bright ass light from my eyes

"Yo bitch ass ight?" Amelia asks

"Yeah." I said

"What's wrong witchu'?" Mariah asks

"Nothin'." I mumbled

"What the fuck is that?" Mariah asks as she pointed

"I have no clue, honestly."

>>>>>LATER AT THE PARTY.
Mariah Jones🤭

I was at my party and it was cool, but I honestly didn't wanna be here. I was feeling super emotional and just wanted to go home so I could cry myself to sleep. I'm sick of these niggas, honestly. All these motherfuckers wanna do is fuck, smoke weed, get drunk, and party. I hate it here. But, just then my phone vibrated so I looked at it and I was saved by the bell.

Frank🤦🏾‍♀️; Come home... Now!!

Okay motherfucker, you ain't gotta yell at me through the text bitch! Who pissed you off?

"Durk!"

"Huh?"

I told Durk that I was ready to go and he told the guys. They looked upset, but it's just like... I was just telling y'all I was ready to go, that didn't mean y'all had to leave too.

"Man you boring." Reese says

"Suck a dick." I said

"Damn." Manny choked while laughing

We got back to the house and when we walked inside, Brian and Frank started yelling at all of us. What the hell?

"I FUCKING TRUSTED YOU OF ALL GODDAMN PEOPLE TO MAKE SURE SHE STAYED SAFE!! WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO?!" Brian yelled

"What's going on?" I asked

"Who he yelling at?" Nardo asks in confusion

"What happened to your tracker?" Frank asks

"It's in my bag." I said as I went in my handbag to retrieve the tracker

And guess what? That fucking tracker said "hide and seek". What the fuck?

"Well, it was right here." I said

"Mariah." Frank says as he rubbed his forehead

"No no, Frank it was right here!" I said

"I saw you put it in your purse. So I know that, my question is... Did you sit your bag down at any point? Mentally retrace your steps for me." Brian says

"Um..."

I started to think and keep in mind that my purse is a crossbody. So for most of the night, I had it like turned to the back of me. So anybody could've went in my bag and took that shit. But everything else was still there. My money, airpods, and even my fucking gum was still there. So it had to be somebody who knew that I had the tracker there.

"Nahhh." I said as I started to laugh in disbelief

"What?" Frank says

"Nah bruh, ahn ahn." I said

"You good? You remember where it's at?" Von asks

I just put my stuff down and started patting people down. I started with Von too.