New Journey Part 1

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New New

Tomorrow is the first day of school. I already have the butterflies, I'm not friendly but I am excited about a new surrounding. I just hope nun of these low life nigga's or hoe's be with the foolishness. My new house is six bedrooms, and I have a walk out balcony outside. It's a Gorgeous view, looking at the lights light up at night reminds me so much of when my dad used to take me to the beach every Friday, to see the lights at night. We arrived yesterday to New York, so I hooked my room up before I went to sleep. My mom and sister still working on there's. While they doing they room, I'm gonna head to the mall wherever that's at and shop my butterflies away. Shopping always seem to ease my anxiousness, I don't know what type of clothes people here wear. I'm going into the most expensive store and putting my black card to use.

Donald

I'm known as the biggest drug lord in New York. This MY city, I run shit and gone keep running shit. I'm known as Bloody D for beating shit, if my shit come up unbalanced or somebody stepping in my city thinking they gone take over easily. I got a free day, so I decided to go do a lil shopping. I keep my eyes on my surroundings for all purposes. As I was shopping, my phone started ringing but I didn't answer it in time. I purchased my things and ran into some shawty. She was brown skin with glowing skin, and pretty dimples. I was staring at shawty, until she started cussing my ass out. Do this bitch not know who she talking to? I just laughed at her, she said "pussy nigga, keep laughing and watch me beat your ass" She pushed pass me then my phone started back ringing. I picked up and heard yelling "Boss somebody broke into the safe and took all the money" before he could even reply, I hung up. Damn, a nigga can never have a break from shady nigga's!

New New

These people here are so rude. I can see I'm gonna have a problem, this nigga bumped into me walking so damn fast. And nearly knocked me out my Mk slides. I stand there waiting for an apology and he just staring like a puppy dog, I started snapping. He just laughed, I said my last words and pushed pass him. I can't lie he was handsome. Tall brown skin, with tattoo's that covered his neck and arms. He must have money if he shopping out of this store, but he's not my type. That rudeness will ready make me beat somebody ass. I continued shopping, once I purchased my things. I got back home to already see some nigga's with my mom and sister. Where them hoe's could've went that quick to already have some new dick? Shaking my damn head. I just looked and kept right on walking to my room with all my bags. I'm about to dress plain tomorrow, still kill shit. I'm New New, I kill shit just with my smile. As you can see I'm very conceited and self centered. It's way pass late and I'm still up trying to figure out if I want to wearing my curls or a bun on top of my head. A few minutes had passed and I decided to straighten my hair. Once I got done, it was 12 a.m and I had five hours to sleep until my first class.

Niya

New New just came in the house. She been out all day missing out on the fun, when she walked in we were just getting started with some boys we met walking outside. The boy was so fine I couldn't help but to keep my eyes on him. I guess the nigga notice me looking because he sure came back to speak. I was stuck in a trance, my mom came outside and grabbed all his friends including him to lead them in the house. When New New walked in, they all were eyeing her. She just looked and rolled her eyes then kept walking. Tss that hoe need some dick! She always acting uptight and still going to college. Baby girl need to let that shit go, school can't bring money. And it damn sure don't bring me happiness. Nigga's do. I really don't understand New New or how she can do it. All she wanna do is go to school, and sleep. Let me get back to Niya's world and rock this young boys world.

Nehemiah

I'm one of the drug lords in this town. Shit it wouldn't be a surprise if I wasn't known around the world. I been running the streets, making fast money since I was twelve. Bloody D put me on, when my momma put me out. I was lost and helpless, but he helped a nigga way up. That's like my blood. I'm not the only child though. I got a lil sister name Melicia and a twin brother name Jeremiah. He a drug lord as well. The hoes love us, but they can't touch us! We known as the "Double Trouble Twins" we gives zero fucks when it comes to our money and our lil sister. I was on a mission checking the blocks, and some fine ass unknown chick was locked on me. I can tell she ain't from around here. Lil ma dress different and her wardrobe look fly. No hoes in New York got money for nice shit, except my dough hoes. I was about to keep walking, but my hormones told me other wise. When I walked up to shorty, she looked stuck then some lady came out the house with a Minnie skirt on. She pulled me into the house along with my boys. I didn't know what the fuck was going on until shawty, squatted over me. She want the dick! And I don't even know her. She took my shirt off then paused when some bad ass bitch walked in the house. Her face held a disgusted look, she noticed me looking at her and twisted her heels while rolling her eyes to keep walking.

New New

I just can't get a peaceful good night sleep, with these hoes and nigga's fucking in the open. Luckily I got money saved up and a car. I packed my most expensive shit in my suit cases and eased out the front door. As I was making my way out, I stopped to get a good look at them. They so caught up, that they never notice me leaving or hurting! What hurts the most is how my dad left me without a warning. He only gave me a key, but never told me what the key was for. That's no help. I slammed the door walking out, my mom ran outside just to tell me "if I leave to never come back to her house" bitch my daddy brought this house while he dead. That's how broke she is, living off insurance. They don't have to ever worry about me coming back. I'll start all over, I guess New York is really a new journey.






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