The Thug In Me

Chapter 7

*Skylar's Pov*

  🎶Hell no you can't use my lip gloss
Pop a perc' now I'm on lift off
Ass still fat, it's on Rick Ross
You bitches, make a nigga dick soft
Bitch ball like I'm at tip off
Get it wet, then I rub the tip on
Rag and bone jeans I can slip off
Bitch I've been hot since flip phones
Running this game for 5 years
Guess that's why my feet hurt
Wonder when they bite me
Do these bitches' teeth hurt??
Yes I am an icon, that's me on your T-shirt
...THOUGHT YOU KNEEEEEEWW BET-TER!
Do your fucking research
You ain't know this the no rip zone
This the "You can't beat Nicki" zone
Madison Square when the Knicks home
I live next door to Brad Pitt's home
I like bad bitches, cause they like bad bitches too
I like hood niggas with a bad attitude
They could never reach Young Nic's magnitude
Even if they had a longitude latitude
Listen up ho this is my territory
You are my son, like an episode of Maury, like an episode of ER
Bitch I'm hotter than the D.R
When it comes to rap skill, ain't nobody wanna see her
Motherfuckers flexin, motherfuckers acting
Bitches is my sons and they causin' contractions
Ain't pushing out I'mma give them to the clinic
Cah wait, we nuh rate dem gyal and dem gimmick
Wack sauce I can hear it in your tone
This nigga keep staring at my phone
But if you're ugly it's a no text zone, it's a no sex zone, it's a no flex zone
Wack sauce I can hear it in your tone
This nigga keep staring at my phone
But if you're ugly it's a no text zone, it's a no sex zone, it's a no flex zone🎶

I was in the kitchen listening to Pandora with my head phones as I made the chicken/shrimp Alfredo. I need to be in my zone when I'm cooking or cleaning and Nicki Minaj station on Pandora always gets me so hype. The Alfredo was almost done so I put the frozen garlic bread in the oven so that everything could be done at the same time.

My mom had been gone from the house for about 3 hours. It was about 3 pm. I was glad that I got out of school early so that I could start getting started for my sleepover.

I know, I know. I'm a kid at heart.

With my head phones still in my ears, I took out the ingredients to start making the salad. I'm a picky eater so my salad only consists of lettuce, carrots, cheese, ham, bacon bits, croutons, cucumbers, and ranch sauce. I was seasoning the cucumbers as Bad For you by Meek Mill and Nicki Minaj came on. I had never really listened to any of Meek Mill's songs before Nicki Minaj but I really like his music.

  "You bring a feeling to me I never show
Nobody has made me feel this way before
I'mma good girl
But I wanna be bad for you
I wanna be bad for you
I wanna be bad-ad-ad
I wanna be bad for you
I wanna be bad"

I sang along with the chorus. I only know the chorus and a couple words on the versus. I was so into the music that I didn't see Andre sitting at the island.

"Aahhhh," I squealed put my hand over my heart and yanking the headphones out of my ears. "Oh my God. You scared me half to death."

"Sorry 'bout that. I see you in here having a good time. Party of one," Andre said looking at me smirking.

"Well, I was just keeping busy and myself occupied while I make the food. Why aren't you in the family room with Meek," I asked curiously walking over to the island standing on the other side of the island in front of him.

"That nigga in there cakin' on tha phone. Plus I wanted to come in here and chill witcho pretty ass."

I couldn't fight the smile on my face. I knew my cheeks were red from blushing. I looked down so he wouldn't notice.

"Aye girl. You ain't gotta hide that smile from me. I wanna see you smiling and blushing," he said.

What is this boy doing to me?