29. The Celebration Pt. 1 ☆

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N A I A R I

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A bwoy better make sure me stay pan unread forever cause me and my friend them outside tonight go look man.

Stink piece a shit, me say me dislike the likkle bwoy more while enuh.

"Rrrrrr! And every gyal love Malie Donn," Shyanne sings, doing a little dance in front of her mirror.

Me and my girls are turnt! Always turnt. But we always get extra turnt after a pregnancy scare. Go out and celebrate not having a coco melon.

No offense to the people that have though.

"Rather have hormone problems than breed," I hear Shyanne say, waving the two negative pregnancy tests in her hands.

She is unserious bad.

"Go sit down likke girl," I say to her, placing my phone down to charge and putting my focus on doing my makeup.

"Jazz reach lady," she tells me, putting the pregnancy tests down and rushing out of the room. We are at her house.

The three of us are going out to Jazz's Chillspot tonight and hopefully we enjoy our night without anything going wrong.

Cyaa take stress.

I asked my mom if she wanted to come out with us but she said no, she's busy with work so I guess it's just the three of us.

We just need Zari fi deh a foot now just like high school days.

As I do the last touches on my makeup, Shy comes back into the room with Jazz, telling Jazz what happened when she went to the doctor today.

When they finish speaking, Jazz looks over at me. "Watch how the doll angle her makeup," she compliments me.

"Me supposed to," I reply to her with a smile. "Me man busy with him other woman them so me a go outside go find him a matey."

Shyanne laughs out at my words. "All the man say to Ny enuh is that him busy him soon link her back and hear how she an accuse the man of having other woman."

Him have me pan unread too because all now him nuh reply to my last message.

Jazz takes a seat at the edge of Shy's bed, placing her bag and car key in her lap. She looks at me with a smile.

"Yuh memba when we used to go highschool and make we man them give we bun, as in fuck other girls cause we never ready fi do it yet?" she asks me.

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