*3 years later*
Me and Renee moved in with Tony and his son stays with us. I haven't got into arguments with his baby mama. Surprisingly. Today is the last day of kindergarten for Miguel. I found them some clothes👆 and went to cook. I made blueberry pancakes and eggs. I woke up Miguel first.
Me- Miguel, its time to get up
Miguel- You cook?
Me- what you think?
Miguel- *laughs* yea
Me- *laughs* here go your clothes
I handed him his clothes. Come eat when you done getting dressed then I went to Renee room.
Me- babygurl wake up
Renee- for what
Me- we gotta take Miguel to school and get packed
She jumped up.
Renee- oh yea
Me- here go your clothes. After you change come eat.
Renee- what you cook
Me- blueberry pancakes and eggs
Renee- okay
I walked in our room and Tony was still sleep. I jumped on him.
Me- wake up
Tony- why
Me- it's Miguel's last day of school today
Tony- oh yeah. I'm about to take a quick shower
I walked downstairs and saw Miguel eating
Me- you must have really been hungry
He started laughing. Then Tony walked downstairs with Renee in his arms. We ate and took Miguel to school.
Me- do you gotta go to the studio
Tony- Nahh
Me- let's stop by the boys(mb) house and say hey
Tony- okay but I don't think that Princeton boy like me
Me- he'll get over it
We drove to the house. I walked up to the door and knocked. Ray opened it.
Ray- SUMMER, WE HAVENT SEEN YOU IN FOREVER WHERE YOU BEEN
Me- *laughs*
I hugged Ray then Roc then Prod.
Ray- is that Renee
Me- yep
Renee- who is you
Ray laughed.
Prod- she got so big
Me- yea she really did
Roc- so your Tony
Tony- yea.. You are
Roc- Summer's ex
Me- roc don't start that.. We leaving I'll call yall *to Ray and prod*
We left and went home to get packing for Disneyland. We went to go get Miguel and went to the movies.
It's short but I'll try and update again later. I'm trying to update a lot cause we going to Disneyland in two days.
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Adopted by MB
FanfictionMy name is Summer. I'm a little bit light skinned. I'm mixed with Mexican and black. I live with my drug abusive dad. My mother passed away when I was 15. I'm 16. Usually when people live with a drug abusive dad they get rapped by them. Well my dad...