notti osama
roosevelt highschool
7:05am"her smile was madd pretty, her eyes was maddd pretty, like everything about this girl was pretty brooo. she was deadass perfect, i" i stopped myself and looked over at ddot who wasnt even fucking listening.
"nigga..your ass not even listenin to me talk about my wife," i said standing up to walk over to him. this nigga was cheesin wayyyy too hard.
he backed up wit his phone and said, "damn hol on nigga i'm texting ma babymomma." i started laughing hard asf bc since fuckin when did he get a girl?
"yaaa who?? nahh when ya ass get a girl mh?" i was confused asf.
"nah it's that fine girl from this morning mh. we been texting and shi and dis girl already got my heart." ddot said falling over on the bed.
my face dropped immediately. which fucking one? this dayroom ass nigga better not be talkin bout my girl.
"nahh what? which fuckin girl you talkin bout nigga?" i said aggressively. ian even mean to say it that harsh but it was like automatic.
ddot twisted his face at me and shoved me back from him.
"fuck you gettin on hots for nigga? i'm talkin bout the red heads"
i sucked my teeth pushed him back too mugging the fuck outta him. fuck this nigga talkin bout 'the red head' like i wasn't js geekin over this girl for 2 hours to him. nahh gmfu.
"ddot don't get my fuckin tigh" i started, talking over ddot before ddot cut me off again.
"friend. that red head bitch's friend nigga. calm the fuck down" he said mugging me again and sitting on the bed. "nobody wants ya bitch so go sit down nigga" ddot said laughing hard asf at how defensive i got.
"ohh who's a bitchh?" i said laughing hovering over him pushing his head into the bed, "watch that bitch word when her talkin bout her nigga i'll fuck you up, word ta everything" i said actually getting serious.
one thing bout me, when i actually like someone, ain't nobody gon disrespect her. especially infront of my face. ion care who you are.
"aight aight nigga!!!" ddot screamed pushing me off. "my fault my heart chill. but damn. ian know you was like that bout that girl???" ddot said struggling to breathe sitting up, "was finna kill me over the shawty? dayroom ass. why u not talking to her then since your ass so obsessed."
i sucked my teeth, "causeee i forgot to get her shitt. niggas ain't even think about nunnadat." i said whining and dragging my words. "
"i gotchu mh" ddot said before he started typing fast asf on his phone. i bursted out laughing at the way he immediately just started typing.
"her insta is @babygiannaaa wit 3 a's and her number is ###-###-####" he yelled out. nahh, what the fuckkk.
i started laughing and fell on him, "nahhh what typa fed shit you onnn ddot. how you get allat in 10 seconds mh?" he pushed me off him mugging me.
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