Chole POV
Wassup, I'm Chole and I'm 18. I have a two year old son. His name is, Javon. He means the world to me. But this is how it all started. So, one day I was walking home from school. I saw this really cute boy. He was light skin and all. He was playin basketball. I was textin. You know doin me. Then, a basketball hit my head. I looked at him, and said, "Boy, watch what you doin cuz you boutta make me have a concussion out here!" He walked up to me and said, "Girl, nothin wrong wit yo head!" He said laughin. I started to blush. I guess his sister was outside and said, "Oooo...she blushin!" I'm like she just said I was blushin. Girl, I know I'm blushin. "Aye, you look familiar, you know Ray?" He asked me. I nodded my head, "Yeah, what about him?" I asked. "Oh, dats my dude Bruh but we got into it and I noticed you been walkin 'round here a lot so I guess you like what you see!" He said. I rolled my eyes. "Yeah,duh street!" His sister said. I'm tired of this girl just hoppin in and out of our conversation. "Say girl!" I said walking towards her. "Please, shut up! I ain't got time fa you interruptin my conversation, so if you don't want to be quiet I advice you to shut the hell up!" I said wit my finger in her face. She looked at me and rolled her crusty, dirty neck and said,"Girl, if you don't get yo finger out my face we gone fight". "Oh so you callin my hands out, oh my god she just don't know!" I said laughin. "Dre, come get yo girl!" She said smackin on ha gum. "Oh, so now he gotta come get me, huh!" I said laughin. Me and ha got close like nose to nose close. "Girl, ion do nun of this gay stuff!" I said then swung on ha. She went back and hit the brick wall. "Oh no she didn't!" She called out. She tried to grab my hair. I said, "Ion do dat grabbin!" I punched her again. And she fell. I blew on her. Dre walked up to me and said,"I ain't know, but imma walk you home." I rolled my eyes. I grabbed my cheetah print backpack and we started walking. "So..." I said. He looked at me. I realized his pretty blue eyes. I bit my lip. We was walking for 5 minutes. He finally said, "So...I wanna know." I looked at him. I was confused, "Know what?" Dre sighed,"You still mess wit Ray?" He asked. I pushed him and said,"Boy, you already know!" I unlocked the door. He followed me. I really started liking him. But I know I was wit Ray. Dre sat down on the couch and Ray called me.
Phone conversation:
Ray: wassup
Me: hey where you been?!
Ray: I'm at the corner store
Me: doing
I heard somebody say gimme 5g.
Ray: imma call you back
Me: what are doing
Ray: bye
Me: no wat do he want
Ray: not you
Me: Bruh it's not funny
Ray: wat
Me: u
The phone call ended!
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Do Love Even Exist?!
RandomChole is 18. And have a two year old boy. The father of her son died. Who will help her raise him? Or is she on her own?
