"Girl you need to come with me tomorrow to get your hair done, i'll even let you go before me." Amoura's cousin India said in a concerned tone.
"Girl ain't nothing wrong with my damn hair." Amoura said laughing. They were currently in Amoura's apartment. She was sitting on the floor in between India's legs, while India sat on the couch combing her hair.
"You must be blind because this shit is bad. I understand you having finals coming up and stuff but girl that don't mean you need to be walking around looking like who did it and why!" India said while smacking on the juicy fruit gum.
"Girl get out my ear smacking." Amoura said as she pinched India's foot.
Popping Amoura on her head with the comb."Oww girl that hurt." India whined.
"And bitch you ain't have to pop me." Amoura mugged her.
"And you ain't have to pinch me either mean ass." India said mugging her back.
India and Amoura had been close since they were 4 years old. They were inseparable, everyone knew you wouldn't see one without the other. The two then became a trio when they were 14 years old adding another girl into the group, but sadly at the age of 17 she passed away due to gun violence. Shortly after her passing India moved to NewYork to stay with their grandma after the passing of her mom. The two made sure to still keep in contact and still have the same inseparable bond once they reunited.
"I just never understood how you can do everybody else hair but don't know how to do your own. You know that's ass backwards right." India said laughing.
"For some reason it never comes out cute when i do my own hair, but imma learn how to do it one day when i get time." Amoura said as she continued typing her essay.
"Oh and can you come to this hosting with me Saturday pleaseeeee." India begged knowing that Amoura was not going to tell her no.
"India I have an exam Friday." Amoura said sighing. "But i'll come, i'll just have to study all day Thursday to prepare."
"Yayyyy oouuu i'm thinking the color red will look good on you." India said hyping up her cousin, while finishing her last cornrow on her head.
"Yea cause you know i bang big B's!" Amoura semi yelled while throwing up gang signs.
Getting up on the couch shaking her ass. "Cause all the niggas i fw bang them B's bitch!" India said laughing.
"Girl please every nigga you fw that's in a gang you rep they shit." Amoura said laughing.
"Always gotta support my nigga boo." India said sticking her tongue out.
Hearing her door open the two girls settled down sitting back on the couch.
"Girl i thought you got rid of his ass." India said looking at Amoura.
"Stop being mean India." Amoura said giggling while getting up to greet her man.
"Wassup ma." Maf Teeski said grabbing her butt and kissing her.
"Hey fat head." She said smiling in between the kisses.
"Wassup in law." He said speaking to India.
"Mhmm hey." She said not paying him any attention. "Well since you're busy i'm about to go home. Don't forget what i told you." She said before walking out the door.
"Byeee baby." Amoura yelled as India closed the door.
"Wanna watch a movie with me?" Amoura asked as they laid on the couch.
"What movie?" He asked scrolling on his phone. Already knowing she was going to say a scary movie.
"The conjuring." She said smirking while moving her eyebrows up and down.
"Turn it on ma." He said laughing.
Maf was Amoura's First and only boyfriend. What kept her with him was the history the two had. They've known each other since they were 6 years old, his grandmother used to babysit Amoura and her brothers. The two grew up close as ever. They always had each other's backs and were inseparable. The two continued their friendship until their 20th birthday when Maf decided that he wanted to make things official. Maf meant everything to Amoura. She hoped things would work out for the two, she hoped that one day the two would get married and have kids.
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