Hustle N' Moe. ( urban )

Chapter One: Petty dreams

Moesha

Another day another dollar . That's what my dad always used to say . Till this day his words of " wisdom " are what keep me going .

I hoped out of my queen sized bed and headed out my bedroom door to the bathroom across the hall from my room.

" Morning moe." My 'step' mother as she likes to call herself, Laura said to me . She was my fathers bottom bitch , when they met it was like love at first sight , so she says. My dad has a different story . Laura is cool but she's also very stupid at times .You'd think her being 26 years old she'd have more sense than me but nope .

"morning laura. " I replied back, I tried to open the door but it was locked ."Whose in there ?! Unlock the damn door !"

" Leah in there" Laura answered .

Lord Jesus . This conceited bitch . Leah was my dads " favorite " he always placed her above the others even Laura . She is a very pretty girl but she's stuck up as fuck. She's what you call a high standard hoe . And she's always taking her damn time in the bathroom I swear.

Before I can begin banging on the door , it finally swung open .

" What you doing all that yelling for ?" Leah said . I pushed passed her ignoring what she said and rushed into the bathroom .Phew. A few minutes later after I finished with my hygiene routine , I walked out in my oversized jersey tucked in my high waisted shorts and headed down the stairs to the kitchen where the girls were.

" I cooked !" Laura said In her usual happy tone. I looked down at the table at the runny half cooked scrambled eggs , and burnt bacon . Kiana , another one of my dad's girls that lived with us , looked at me shaking her head .

" Imma pass on that ma." I said rejecting her offer." But I gotta y'all , be safe "

" Bye Moe!" All 5 of the girls who suddenly flooded the kitchen said .

Laura ,Leah, Shantae , Kiana and Amber aka "the top five" has lived with me and my dad for almost 11 years . There were more but my dad always called them his favorites .These girls are like family, despite the fact being that there prostitutes . When my mom passed when I was young they were the only females I had to look up to . And they taught me everything , From boys , periods , sex . Everything my mom didn't get a chance to teach me .

I made my way out the front door and headed down the driveway to my Lexus parked in the driveway.

I sat there for a while , with the key in the ignition and the radio blasting rich homie Quan. I really didn't want to drive another hour to school today but a bitch tryna graduate. I placed my head on the wheel and did some deep thinking .

A lot of things have been on my mind lately ever since the beginning of school . Mostly about what Imma do after high school . Despite what my Dad had in mind ,this wasn't the ideal Dream job I had in mind . I've always dreamed of being just like my mother , She was a dancer , not a stripper but an actual dancer. I wish she was here . If she was I wouldn't be in this predicament and may--

Bang . I jumped out of my seat reacting to the loud bang on my window . I looked to my side and saw Isaiah standing outside my window.

" What the fuck ? !" I said while rolling down my window. " you could've broke the glass"

" what's good with you ?" Isaiah said ignoring everything I just said. he leaned in to me and i backed Due to his
Foul stench of weed.

Before giving me a chance to reply he spoke up and said " I hope you keeping a close eye on them girls of yours." he laughed as he stood up straight ."don't want to get to off track . This business ain't nothing to play around with, don't let yo petty little dreams get in the way of what's really important"

" What you talking bout ? " it was like he was listening to my thoughts. Petty little dreams ? Whatever he just talking random shit like always.

"Ha . Nothing I'm just saying ." Isaiah said lighting a cigarette "Mookie in there ?"

" Nah he ain't come home last night "

" Hmm . alright . well be safe luh girl"he chuckled and walked to front door where he was greeted by Laura .

The fuck ?His old ass always saying some shit to trip you up. Isaiah and my dad ,maurice, go way back like cornrows . He helps out with the girls ,He's the muscle in this business ,Whenever one of the girls has a problem he handles it. Isaiah is always hard on me for some reason.Mookie used to tell me he picks on me cause he's mad Maurice ain't pass the business on to him. But oh well he should be over it by now I've been in charge since I was 12 and ain't shit went bad since , so he better get out his feelings. But what hell was he talking bout ?

"Shit!" I yelled to myself when I realized the time .It was 8:30 ! I should've been at school , I turned the key and backed out hurriedly .

During my ride Isaiah's words replayed in my head . I kept trying to figure out what he meant . There was no way he knew about me wanting to be a dancer ,but maybe he was right . Maybe this was a petty dream. Maybe this is what I'm suppose to do all my life .

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End of chp .1

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