Chapter 6

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Y'all know I love my Awgis I can't leave him out lol. Sorry for scaring y'all lah hoes I'll be good.

Travis
"Would ya ratha stick ya hand ina belenda' or get hit by a car?" I shook my head this nigga was retarded.

"Really August?" Bella rolled her eyes.

"I guess I'd rather get hit by a car fuck it yolo." I burst out laughing but I agreed with her logic.

"Ya bruh imma gone fade gettin' hit ain't stickin' my hand in no blenda'." I stated matter of factly.

"Y'all lame y'all belong togetha'."

"Nigga you wouldn' do dat shit eitha' da fuck." He pulled at his chin hair as if he had to think about it.

"True fuck allat. Gone shoot me fam." We all laughed.

We were all just chilling playing would you rather. I cooked some pasta and my little baby decided to help me. We actually made a good team. The shit was good as hell.

"Well good people da yung boy got a date ta'night don't wait up." I stale faced him.

"Nigga we wasn't."

"Oooh who is she pizza head? What she look like? Why you ain't tell me? You keeping secrets August you down bad?"

"My bad lah bit I fa'got but uh she dope. Got a dope mind."

"So shawty basically a hoe yung?" He rolled his eyes.

"Nah she ain't Tra-vel she a yung lady nigga."

"Hmm." Me and Bella both mumbled at the same time.

"Dats why ion like y'all now. Jus petty fa no reason. Shit's annoyin'." The pot calling the kettle black.

I tuned him out he would go all day if we let him.

After a good twenty minutes of him convincing us shawty wasn't a hoe someone knocked at the door.

"Thea she is na'." He smiled revealing his bottom grill.

I just shook my head waiting to see this girl we just heard about.

Minutes after he left to open the door he returned with his date.

"Baybeh dis my brotha Trav and my sis Bella. Y'all dis my baybeh Yolanda."

"Umm nice to finally meet you two."

"Like wise." I stated still sizing her up.

Bella started asking about her eyebrows and that was all she wrote. We sat through an hour long contour and highlight conversation.

"Aight baybeh dey gotta date let them get goin'." I was over them and yung was just as irritated.

"You got my number right yoyo call me girl." Bella stated as yung and his girl left out the door.

I just stared at her blankly.

"What?" She pouted.

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