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The Christmas Pimp Chronicles

I have all of christmas break to plan IskyDick's sabotage. I wasn't gonna waste it thinking about her , oh no hunty no I have a New Years/Birthday bash to plan and christmas/birthday presents to open.

I invited the
girls over for a little mani-pedi and gossip.
"Girllll, idk should I invite him? Im scared.What if he thinks Im weird."
Everyone gives me this look like bitch tf are you really unsure of yourself!?!?
Tbh Im really caught off guard with the way Waylan has been making me feel. After our encounter on the bus, we've been texting eachother. now now settle tf down it was nothing serious I kept my cool....

nova: lowkey want ur dick just sayen forreal tho...

waylan: lmaooo ur the weirdest I swear :)

"Invite him!!! Then you can get even closer to him , yall can grind on the dance floor. He'll turn around and be like girl I want dat booty. You know I do. and then you'll be like Idk Waylan you might hit it too hard , I know youre well endowed with a rather large penis. Oh my! My girl parts will indeed be rekt-"

"Tara what the fuck." I look at her absolutely disgusted. It took me awhile to gather of the courage to actually start typing.

"Waylan , I want to invite you- no that's way too friendly. BITTCH COME TO THIS TRAP HOUSE- no , way too aggressive. Hello fellow citizen of the United States , I- nah, too formal. Waylan come get some pussy 2nite."

"Girl, what are you doing?"Kayla snatches my phone and starts typing.
She smiles to herself , which concerns me.
Her finger hovers over the send button.
"Don't" I attempt to stop her but she sent that shit quick af.
"Dude wtf what did you send?!?"
"See for yourself. I gotta take a shit , brb." she tossed my phone on the bed and I scramble to get it. I start reading the text.
" 'Heyy you , winky face. Im having a party 2nite, you should come.' Why did write out the winky face? Karla, Im not too sure about this."
I bite my lip.
"TOO LATE FOR THAT." she shouts from the bathroom. I began to hear some ungodly noises emitting from the bathroom. Then a sploosh.
That bitch is fucking disgusting , she best not be clogging the toilet or I will make her eat her own shit.

It's two hours before the party and the maids were preparing the snacks and decorating and shit. Me, Karla and Ursula are getting our hair done by my personal stylists.
"Ooh Nova, I would most definitely fuck you silly right now if I had a dick , you look so good." Ursula said.
"I knew you were gay for me. thanks, fatty." I say and lean my head back as the stylist works her magic with the makeup. In the middle of applying hairspray my phone vibrates.
OOOO SHIT WAYLAN OOOO
OMG
POP THIS PUSSY BITCH

Waylan: Haha , sure I'll be there. Can't wait to see you. :) Happy birthday!

I FUCKING SCREAMED.
But then I quickly composed myself.
Calm
Cool
Collected
Fuck that im finna get turnt tf up and get that good ziiick.
I put on a pastel pink two piece dress or whatever u call it and some white platform sneakers. I put my fur cape on and looked at myself in the mirror.

"Oh my gosh bitch , killin it dayyyum."

I didn't go downstairs until 9:30.
I was 30 minutes late to my own party because I'm that cool.
I walk down the spiral staircase. The music was blasting so you know it was litty titty up in this bitch.
I spot the girls getting crunk in with some other unfamiliar faces.
I make it to the bottom of the stairs , catching everyone's attention.

"Oh em gee , she's thirty minutes late to her own party. She's so cool!!" some bitch says.
Everyone starts getting hype af at ny arrival. I walked towards the dj and took a microphone he was using.

" Hey biitchess. It's time to get LIT. ENJOY YOURSELVES! but not too much, remember tonight is about me not you so don't get it twisted because I will fucking kill you." I smile as I pull a small gun out. The room falls silent.
"Have fun whores!" and the party continues.
Tonight is going perfect so far.

*oh shit its waylan's pov now oh fuck*

I walk into the large house. The music is deafening but everyone seems to enjoy it nonetheless. I meet IskyDick by the punch bowl as instructed. She turns around wearing a black cloak.
"Why are you wearing a black cloak?"
She looks at me as if I just said the dumbest thing ever.
"The point is to not look suspicious."
"You're literally the only person in here wearing a black coat. You look so suspicious right now."
"Shut up Waylan you know I have herpes."
"Wha-What. What does that have to do with-"
"Do you want the money or not?"
I sighed. I really didn't want to embarrass Nova, especially on her birthday. I look at her from across the room. She looked so beautiful tonight.
I felt the guilt start to build up in ny stomach.
"Can I do something else ? Anything but this?"
IskyDick hands me a gift box.
"You can go up to her and give her this box or you can take a bullet to the head."
My mouth drops. I cannot believe my life is at risk over some stupid drama that IskyDick can't get over. I turn around and make my way towards Nova.