India pov.
Beep...Beep....Beeeeeeeep goes my alarm waking me up for my last day of school. I slowly start to get up to do my morning routine. Which consists of a shower, brushing my teeth, washing my face, and getting dressed. As I was getting dressed my phone started to ring
~Phone Convo~
India- Wassup
Unknown- Boss I have some good news
India- okay what is it Tyler
Tyler- we caught the person that stold from you so what do u want us to do
India- tie her up I'll drop by there to handle her On my way to school
Tyler- ight boss
End Of Convo
Bruh I swear I can't never get a break but ig thats the Price you pay when ure a big female drug lord. Anyways I finished getting dressed grabbed my phone and walked downstairs to greet my mom. As always she was in the kitchen cooking breakfast so I snuck up behind her and she jumped almost spilling the eggs.
I- Hey mom did I scare you?
M- Yes baby please don't do that anymore my heart can't take it.
I- sorry mom well I'm omw to school see you later
M- okay sweetheart have fun in school
I- yes man
I hopped in my car and drove to the trap House did what I had to do then went to school.
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Trap Queen
Teen FictionThis story is about a girl by the name of India. She stays in New Orleans and she is a well respected drug lord who doesn't believe in love but eventually that will change when she meets August Alsina.
