Fayn.

Fayn: a lil after beginning

Fayn's pov

"dafuq?"

I told my friend Abdollah as he tried to win the car race we were having on X Box aka addicting shit. I got up and went to the kitchen to get some cereal cuz I keep it real everyday. I sit on my laptop... well not exactly on it, beside it. I went on twitter and started tweeting,
"What a beautiful fucking day, I just wanna die."
I ate my cereal in silence cus apparently Abdollah had gone to a bowling race in the Jafar club down the sreet, obviously I was not gonna go!
I went to my room and closed the door... and tried to find a good song to listen to.
"Na na na..."
I smiled and started acting my nature which is dancing like a psycho path burned monkey.
Out of no where I recieved a text message.
I rolled my eyes and picked up my phone.
"Mad bitches we don't fuck with"
I stared at the text, the "tf" stare. The number didn't look familliar at all. But I texted back.
"Only."
Soon after that I recieved a new one... I looked at it.
My eyes went wide.
This can't be possible.
Oh hell no...