August P.O.V
Wassup My homies. I'm August but my niggas call me Auggie for short. I'm 16 and leave with my Uncle who also in the business with my nigga Jermaine dad.I'm also with da business but you know education first. This past summer I was with my uncle handling that shit up there but I'm back. I'll say I have a pretty normal life at least in these streets. I have all my niggas by my side. Just wish I could have my mom to. You see my mom she went to jail when I was 3 years old. She was on of the biggest drug leader and pimp and still took care of her kids.
I haven't seen my mom in 4 months I keep in touch with her but I'm looking for my baby sister Ali'yah . We cut all communication when she turned 10. Don't know nothing bout her bit that won't keep me from looking.I was walking in the Cafeteria with Jermaine as he screamed my name causing our niggas at our lil table stand up. I could see my lil boo Andrea standing in front of a girl.
"Ayee wassup mother fucker?" My home boy Carlos said as he walked over to me holding out his arm to do our manly hand shake. I chest hugged him and just replied at him."Nun nigga just got back from the business." I said rubbing my hand like Birdman. "Oooo snap mi vato loco!" (My dude crazy) I could hear Drew and Anthony yelling in there gay voices I could help but laugh at these niggas. Damn how I miss these niggas.I walked over to Andrea. "So what's up ma you free to night.?" I said as my eyes trailed her perfect body figure. She just rolled her eyes at me and tried to turn around until I grabbed her arm. She bit her lip. I know she likes playing hard to get and I kinda like it. "Come on we needa talk." Once she said that she grabbed my arm and the girl behind her arms. I couldn't see her face she kept looking the way.
We stopped walking and were standing in the middle of the school garden. We sat down on the stone bench and I just started at these girls "ayye yo ima get some head or what.?"
"Nigga how tf ur sister gonna give you head?!" Andrea said kinda yelling at me. I looked at her like this bitch crazy. "My sister don't know where she at you know that." I said angrily like really you gonna bring that shit up. I got up to walk back in the building when the other chick grabbed my arm and pulled her shirt just a lil up exposing the same birth mark me and my little sister had under our chest."Yo y'all crazy why tf I wanna see that.?!" I yelled at both at them. "Because her name is Ali'yah Lopez named after your grandmother, her mothers name is Isabelle Rodriguez and her Fathers name is Joshue Lopez he died years ago." "Y'all crazy Ali'yah ain't here and so what if it means we got things in comen.!" I wanted to beilve this was my sister but I can't just beilve it right away.
"Well what about Nana?" I just looked at this chick like she crazy. I was walking away but froze once she started talking. "Rember she use to make the best Mexican cookies rember what she use to say what her secret recipe was.?" " almonds" we said at the same time. I turned around and simeled and just gave my sister the biggest hug that was being created for the bast 5 years. "Its you" I said as our tears started flowing down our faces. "Damn you short" I said as we stood there wiping our tears. "People did say I was more on Moms side."
I just smiled at her and jumped once the 4th bell rang. I grabbed her arm and Andreas and walked in the building sharing the news with the homies. They all were happy for us.
I was walking in the class with Andrea, Sophia and Carlos , Ali'yah , Alesha and Luis walked in the next door. We sat in the seats in the back. Andrea and Sophia sat in the two seats in front me and Carlos. The teacher was late as always. Carlos just started texting on his phone putting his feet on his desk. This nigga act Like he don't care. Nigga please.
I reached over butting in Andrea and Sophia's conversation about what ever. "So Andrea you gonna let me take u out?" She just pushed me back in to my seat rolling her eyes right about to say something before Mr.Wood walked in the room. "Good after noon students. As you all know this is Math so let's begin." He pulled out his books and began his lesson. Shit I may be the son of drug lords but my grades come first.
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My Life As Ali'yah Lopez
Teen FictionAli'yah Lopez is 15 years old Mexican-American (chicana)with a crazy past.With her Rapest always done her neck she finds it hard to trust anyone. Her mother leaving her at 2 and her brother when they were young she doesn't believe anything anyone sa...