gianna nicole taylor'
sugarhill, gianna's bedroom
5:23amface claim : used to be a red head !
new face claim in chapt. 10"GIANNA!!," chassy groaned from gianna's phone as the girls had fell asleep on the phone together planning to get ready together for the first day of school. gianna was half awake so she heard chassy's all too familiar voice echo in her dream, but she chose to ignore it for the past 5 minutes. until chassy started using other ways to wake her up.
"no, oh my god, brent faiyaz dead at 27?!" chassy said exaggerating the '27'. gianna bolted awake straight with fear in her heart.
everybody and they momma knew that brent faiyaz was her MANN. if anything every happened to him people could literally bet gianna would stay in her room for a week and cry.
"CHASSY YOU FUCKING WIT ME, NO!" gianna said exiting the facetime app and entering into the google one. her fingers were moving faster than she could think which made her google search about brent faiyaz come out in half gibberish and half english. when google confirmed that the man was indeed still alive and healthy, gianna let out this big breath she's been holding in from the tension.
"chassy, you fucking evil you know that? i hate your life." gianna groaned slapping her phone back on the bed and letting her fall back onto her bed. chassy let out the heaviest laugh ever as if she's been holding it in. "yoooo gianna, ian even know you was gon do allat. god damn brent faiyaz a god in your eyes or sum?" chassy joked. gianna laughed too realizing how she just did the absolute most of him, after all that was her mannn.
you could hear chassy shuffling around her room moving from one place to another, "alright ice spice, get ya ass up now and get ready. we gotta be the baddest bitches at school today." gianna mugged her through the phone. she been calling giana that ever since ice spice popped out and chassy got comfy wit the nickname. "i should slap you chassy, shut uppppp" gianna groaned getting out of bed.
chassy picked up her phone and mugged giana back, "i don't know why you be madd tho, ice spice bad as fuck gi. so basically, im calling you the baddest bitch." gianna busted out laughing at the way chassy can make the things she hate, sound like a good thing. "i'm dead chas" gianna said catching her breath as she rummaged through her closet, "i'm the baddest bitch regardless, when im called ice spice and when im not." chassy smiled, "i know that's fucking right!".
gianna finally found her clothes she would be wearing for school that day and laid them out on her bed. she went to the bathroom and got in the shower after 10 minutes of deciding whether she would do her skincare before or after the shower. she hung up on chassy promising to call her after, just so she could listen to 'all mine' by brent faiyaz. it was apart of her routine at this point.
gianna walked outta the bathroom as the hot steam followed her. she dried herself off then did her curly hair routine and began to apply her skin products. cause one thing bout gianna, she gon smell fucking good. she held her curls back with clips and started her makeup. she wanted to go for a cute barbie look to match her pink fit. after she was done, gianna quickly silkpressed her hair with her revlon brush then decided to just leave it down in a side part.
after she was done she got dressed putting on the soft pink flare leggings she had gotten last christmas along, a cropped white fitted shirt with the matching cropped pink sweater. gianna posed in the mirror getting captured by her own beauty and took photos for her insta story.
gianna's outfit <3.
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# 𝓘 𝓦𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝓗𝐄𝐑, 𝓑𝐀𝐃 - 𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑡𝑖 𝑜𝑠𝑎𝑚𝑎 !
Romance@ʀᴜʙʏᴅᴀꜱʟᴇᴇᴠᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴅᴜᴄᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴍᴡᴀʜ . ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ - gianna taylor, a girl from sugarhill, falls inlove wit a upcoming drill rapper. 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗼𝘀𝗮𝗺𝗮 𝗳𝗶𝗰. [ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴ , ɪᴛ'ꜱ ɢᴏɴ ɢᴇᴛ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴀ . ]