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Thug Life

Romance

Bianca is just like every other girl in the hood. She meets Ronnie: a thug, and falls for him, HARD! Will this last long?

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Chapter 1: Thug life

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by _Trillest

by _Trillest

Bianca

Don't wake me up
up
up up
up
up

Don't wake me up,

Don't wake m-

I tiredly rolled over, irritated by my blasting alarm clock and snoozed it before turning it off for the day. I laid down a little longer sleepily before realizing that I had to get up for school. I then quickly hopped out of bed, yawning, and walked over to Tiffany's room to wake her up.

"Get up brat!" I yelled playfully.

"Shutup ugly!" she screamed back. I laughed, knowing we both weren't morning people, and threw a pillow at her, turning her light on, hurrying to close her bedroom door, before she could get me back.

I went and took a shower and washed my pretty brown, naturally curly hair. I went to my room to pick out clothes. I decided to wear my pink and black off the shoulder PINK sweatshirt, the matching sweatpants, with my pink and black jordans and my plain black heart shaped necklace with the matching bracelet. It was nothing too much, I just wanted to be casual today.

I looked in the mirror admiring my thin, yet curvy figure. I had a tiny waist, but my hips had an out of this world shape. My back held a deep arch causing my huge butt to pop out. I could only see the bottom of my face down in my long mirror. I was tall for a girl, standing 5'6.

I looked outside my window to make sure my car was there. You never know what to expect in the hood. Niggas are always stealing somethin',Especially where I'm from in the ATL. Everybody was struggling. Mostly no one had fathers in their houses, and almost every nigga from around here was selling drugs.

My dad used to be around, but he sold drugs, which led to his death a few years back. That's when my mom turned to alcohol as an escape. It did nothing but ruin her, and our family but she was so lost in the liquor that she couldn't see it.

We always had our bills paid on time and had groceries thanks to food stamps... But other than that, our mom was never there. I took care of myself as well as I did Tiffany. It's been like this for a while now, so we're used to it.

I waited for Tiffany to get ready, then I drove her to school. I have an orange Chrysler 2012 charger. I paid for it myself with the money from my paycheck at Macy's.

I turned on the radio, and my favorite song 'Bitch Don't Kill My Vibe' by Kendrick Lamar was playing. I rolled my windows down, and blasted that shit with Tiffany and me bobbin' our heads, singing along.

I am a sinner

Who's probably gonna sin again

Lord forgive me

Things I don't understand

Sometimes I need to be alone

Bitch don't kill my vibe

I can feel you energy from two planets away

I got my drank

I got my music

I would share it,

But today,

I'm yellin' bitch don't kill my vibe

Bitch don't kill my vibe

I got to her school, and pulled into the drop off line.

"Bye. Have a good day." I told her as she closed the door, and walked into the school.

When I pulled up to my school, I found a good parking spot in front of the school and parked. I got out of the school and saw a group of boys staring at me, waving.

"Damn." I heard one say lowly.

I decided to keep on walking. Niggas were always trying to talk to me, it wasn't even unexpected.

"Hey Bianca." One of them shouted over to me as I walked to the door. I looked back to see Travis, the boy who was always trying to flirt with me whenever he saw me in the halls. I was hesitant before giving him a wave and a small smile, and opening the door, entering my old, ghetto school.

How do y'all like it? I know it's short, but I'll start making the chapters lomger. But keep reading, because it gets WAAAYY better, this is only the beginning. And be sure to Vote, Comment, Share and Follow!!!!