Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
>>>
KJ's POV:
I looked at my phone that was on my desk and seen a message from my stepfather Dieon saying, Happy Birthday, I swiped right to make is disappear and kept working on my assignment. I was glad I was finally 18, Now I could do what I wanted, yeah I was still under this with my parents, I could make my own decision frfr.
"Yo"
My homeboy, Eric, tapped me on the shoulder.
"What's the answer to number 7?"
"I think it's 3x by the power of 2 or something"
"Good looking out"
"Yeah"
"You still got me after class right?"
"Yeah"
"Cool"
25 minutes later the bell rung and Eric and I grabbed our stuff and we went about our way. We snuck out the back door and walk by the football field and walked to the bleachers, when we got under the bleachers I took my baggie of weed out, my woods, and grinder and went to work.
"When you buying more weed my nigga? We've been on this same bag"
"My pops didn't give me my allowance this month because I'm failing my classes so hopefully today I'll get something and I can go buy my weed"
"Damn my nigga, you need to get a job"
"My parents won't let me"
"But you 10 now"
"Yeah I know maybe I can get one now but my siblings and I aren't allowed to work bc our parents rich, Yeah, they want us to work hard for what we want, but they also want us to focus on our academics and not worry about money right now"
"Yall lucky"
"Shiii"
I rolled up my joint and lit it. We smoked half the joint and had to relight it.
"Oh yeah I got into more house and that's gonna be the school ima heading to forreal, it was my top choice"
"That's dope my nigga"
"What about you?"
"I don't wanna go to college"
"Oh shot forreal?"
"Yeah"
"Yo parents know?"
"Nah but I'm sure they gon send me so I don't just sit around"
"Damn dats crazy"
"Yeah"
"I gots go to chemistry my nigga ima catch up witcho"
