I had got her phone number when the Bell rang to go home. I walked home and thought about her. When I got to the house Deondre ( Dre Dre ) was on the couch watching spongebob, " should you be in school Dre Dre? "
I asked. "Nigga no, shouldn't you have a job!" Dre Dre replied. I thought about punching the fuck out of him but...... He's in sixth grade. I got to my room and texted Heather to dress "fancy" I walked to my closet and looked for the perfect suit after trying over 8 suits I found the perfect one it was white and grey. Asked my mom for the keys to the car and I had to explain that I was going on a date and she said "yes!" I ran to my room grabbed my wallet I had over 100 dollars. As I start to walk down the steps My stepsister begins to walk and ask what am I doing. Ignored her and got in my mom's 2010 BMW and I was on my way to Heather's house thoughts zoomed through my head thinking about her (Ik I already said this but she is mine ) I decided to surprise her with some roses and a card ( something quick) and I pulled up
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story of a yungin
Teen FictionDeontae Torres a yunging from the streets of Brooklyn discovers that being a "good kid " has its perks and he also meets the girl in his dreams
