Young life

He's sorry!

I woke up with soreness that was actually killing me badly. How could he do this to me? I thought he liked me, I started crying but when I looked down, I saw blood. I can't believe he hurt me that, I washed up, and put on jean shorts, pink tank top, and pink and blue high tops. I walked downstairs making sure Niqo was there and he was.......

You: (walks to the kitchen and pours out some juice)

Niqo: (pins you unto the wall hardly)

You: (yells) WHAT NIGGA?!!

Niqo: Look I'm sorry

HE'S SORRY!!!

You: You have a MUTHAFUCKIN nerve to come to my face and say your sorry after what you did to me yesterday

Niqo: (sighs) I know, I get sexually frustrated

You: Sexually fustrated? Bitch! YOU ONLY THIRTEEN MUTHAFUCKIN YEARS OLD!! TALKIN ABOUT SEXUALLY FUSTRATED!

Niqo: (covers your mouth) I KNOW! I KNOW! You made me lose my girlfriend and it made me block out the fact that I still like you

You: (rolls your eyes)

Niqo: To be honest, you were my first and I did like it. I really like you and I'm truly and absolutely sorry (takes his hand off my mouth)

You: (smiles) I guess it's ok

Niqo: thanks, I gotta go to my concert

You: oh ok

Where's my kiss!

Niqo: (walking to the door)

You: WAIT! NIQO!!

Niqo: (turns around) Yea

You: (bites your lip) Umm..nevermìnd

Niqo: (laughs and leaves)

God, I might even love this boy

JORDAN'S POV

I was awaken by the smell of eggs, pancakes, and bacon. I followed the aroma and found my dad cooking. I walked inside and sat by the table

Me: Good morning Dad

Dad: Hey bud, just call me Drake or Drizzy Drake

Me: But I like dad

Dad: Look bud, no one can know I have a son, okay?

Me: (looks downs) Sure....Drake

Drake: (hugs him) I'll always love you no matter what