Three Tales, Plus one?

Chapter 1

Yasmine POV

This the type of s**** to make your Hood go crazy
On the intersate doin' 180
She said, do it for me baby
Took a double shot and we all went crazy
White girls go crazy
Black girls go crazy
College girls go crazy
This the type of s**** to make your ho-

"...ughh.."

I banged on my alarm to make the music stop until it fell on the floor.

" *sigh* "

I moved my head and looked at time 5:45am. I got up and went straight to the bathroom, taking a shower and brushed my teeth. I headed for my computer and saw Tyler and Sierra.

Tyler: "Good morning"

Sierra: "Hi guys"

"So todays the last day of school. What are we going to do?" I said opening my walk in closest.

Sierra: "How about this skirt and Tank?!"

Tyler: "Na. Hey Yas do you have that red hoodies?"

"Right here."

Tyler: "Perfect. That with white pants and my red Jordans."

"For me, these shorts and vintage Tank with flats."

Sierra: " That's cute. Now how bout a summery dress and sandals."

"Excellent. Well meet in 20 min."

All: "Later"

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After I got off the computer I changed and headed down stairs.

"Morning"

Niya: "Hi Yassy"

"Did you have breakfast yet babygyrl?"

Niya: "No"

Niya is my four year old sister and the cutest little thing.

"Here you go." I said while handing her her cereal.

Niya: "Twanks Yassy"

"Welcome"

Niya: "Where's mommy?"

"She's still at work. She had to work overtime."

Niya: "Okay." She said with a disappointed look

I grabbed my phone and texted my mom

Where are you?

Send

Our mother work as a chief editor at New & Bold magazine and fashion designer. She's always traveling so she's rarely ever home. I looked at the clock, 6:23.

"Come on and finish up Niya"

Niya: "Ok"

I picked up my book bag that was by the door.

Niya: "Bye"

"Be careful Niya" I said as I headed for my bus stop.

I was at my locker getting my books for physics when someone walked up to me.

Tyler: "Hey Yasmine"

"Hey. Where's Sierra?"

Tyler: "She said something about having to turn in her essay for Mr.Jammerson but she'll meet up with us at lunch."

"Haha. She always wait until the last minute."

Tyler: "I know. Well I have to get to Mr.Friz class even for the last day of school if your late you won't hear the end of it."