'Bout That Life

Chapter 7

Draya in MM

DRE

"Daddy what about this one?" Draya twirled around in a purple dress. I sighed and rubbed my face, giving her a thumbs up. "You didn't even look" she said crossing her arms mugging me. We've been in this damn store for 2 hours looking for her something to wear to one of her little friend's pool party. "Draya it's going on 7'0 clock and it's a school night. It's time to go."

"But daddy I don't have anything to weeaarr" She whined. "I'm gone look like a basic rat, everybody is expecting me to slay daddy. I HAVE TO SLAY!" I bust out laughing while she stood there mugging me. Who the hell taught her that? I shook my head and gathered our stuff. " We can come back tomorrow, but you still need to eat and take a bath. I'm not gone tell you again to change and lets go." She moped back into the room, got her stuff, and we left.

"What you want to eat? Culver's, Five Guys, or Panda Express?" I looked in the back to see her knocked out across the seat. I snapped a pic and put it on Instagram because I knew she was gone be heated. {Somebody can't hang with Daddy 😂😴} Then drove us home. After she took her bath and was tucked in, I made me some ramen noodles and called London.

"Hello?" She answered sounding asleep. "Girl wake yo ass up" I laughed turning to espn. "Boy shut up, I wasn't sleep. What you want anyways?"

"Damn I can't call to talk to you and see how your day was going?" I said sounding offended. She laughed, "I didn't even say that, but my day was okay. I just did some money records for our new shipment coming in at the end of the month, then I Did some sketches for clients since everyone is getting ready for the BET awards."

"Okay I see you!" I really was impressed. her and China been balancing between the crew and their fashion shit at the same time without getting caught. "So when you gone let me take you out?"

She laughed. "boy wasn't you just at my house last week?" I smacked my lips. "What I tell you about calling me a boy if you ain't calling me daddy then call me by my name."Drayshawn Cordell Smith, Wasn't you just at my house last week?"

"Get yo ass smacked" she was laughing like that shit was funny, sounding like a Dying bird. "Awww my lil poo poo mad" I smacked my lips "wait hold up.." The phone hung up, then started ringing saying she wanted to facetime.

"Damn.. Face ass boy ! Get yo head out the camera" I flipped her off and adjusted the phone. "you talking about me but yo ass got on a bonnet and miracle whip on yo face."

"It's a face mask idiot, and Okay nigga because I want to keep my hair curled and my skin right. What's your excuse?"

"I'm just fuckin with you calm down before we have a problem." She yawned. "yeah yeah talk is cheap."

"Like that weave in yo head?" She laughed. "Nahh like that 25 cent chain around yo neck and them fake ass Jordans you got from the DVD man selling shit out his trunk"

"London stop fuckin playing with me, ain't shit I do fake." I laughed, fuck wrong with her. "I'm just playing. Sensitive ass." We talked and cracked on each other until she got comfortable in her bed and clapped to make her lights turn off. I looked at the time and saw that it was 2 in the morning. "Since you going to sleep i'ma just hit you later" I got up to throw my stuff in the sink and go upstairs.

"I'm still up, I just got comfortable." I gave her the "now why you lying" look and started laughing. "Okay if you say so, I'm going to shower though" I walked into Draya room to still see her knocked out with her mouth wide open. "You can go, i'll still be up." I put the phone on the side of the bed and went to shower. I came back to get in the bed and saw her ass knocked out on the camera. I had to screenshot her. "London.. London" i tapped on the screen to get her attention. "What boy? I said I was up!"