" The Thug of My Life"

ITS YA BIRTHDAY!!!

ITS YA BIRTHDAY!!

BADD B*TCH CONTEST YOU IN FIRST PLACE!!!!!

My phone sung 2Chainz so loudly waking me. I struggle to open my eyes. It was of course my born day, i was officially 17, BTW, my name is Ava ''Marie'' Galvez,but every one know me mostly as '' Pooh'', its a nick name my moms gave me when i was coming up and it just stuck with me, but thats not important. I adjusted my alarm, ignoring all the texts and missed calls...birthday wishes of course. I plugged in my phone blasting the sounds of K.Mitchelle' sovs', idk but it was something about love songs in the morning. I got up headed to the bathroom turning on the shower, i stripped out my pj's and 20 minutes later i was out, by now Rhianna 'you the one' was playing. I was wrapped in a towel brushing my teeth doing the rest of my hygiene routine. I begin to check my self out, and i had some hella fly features. My nationality is Brazilian, Puerto Rican,and African American, i was a true red bone, around 5'2, long  hair that stop to my booty, no particular eye color, because they change, and my body was so officially, i get that from my moms side, of course she's black. YEP! I was a baddie. 

''THIS IS FOR MY GIRL FRIEND!

THIS IS FOR MY , THIS IS FOR MY GIRL FRIEND!

THIS IS FOR MY B.F.F.....GIRLFRIEND!

The music stop, and Nikki Minaj played, i already knew who it was. I pulled my self away from the mirror, and got my phone. "Hello?" i answered

" DAMN POOH! Im glad this wasn't no life or death situation, my lil ass would be gone!!" I giggle, plopping on my fulled sized bed.

me:"Stop all ya bitching Jaz."

jazzyboo:'' Whatever, anyways..HAPPY TURN UP DAY BOOOOKIE!!! WHAT WE DOING TODAY??"I smiles at her excitement, Jaz birthday was last month, but she wasn't this excited for her own.

me:" Thanks love, but idk, whats popping tonight?" I asked, it was the summer time, and hella hot in the ATL, so we had plenty of options.

jazzyboo:" Just about everything, but we can always hit up Cascade, its up to you birthday girl."i thought, still couldn't decide.

me:"UMMM, ill think of something, but aye let me finish up here, ill hit you up lata on, cool?"

jazzyboo:" Bet that up lil mama, but aye foreal though, think about Cascade, cause, its some hella fine cuties thats be in there,um talking with bookoo cake! You know i m always down to get me a potential cutie"i laughed at her, i knew she wanted to go for her own enjoyment.

me:"WOW! Thirsty much?"

jazzyboo:"Nope! But i get bored though"we laughed again.

me:"You just crazy, lata Jazboo."

We hung up. Jazz, witch was short for Jazzmyne Black, has been my girl since we were younggins, im talkin divas in diapers, her moms, and my moms we sorority sisters, been bf's long before we were though of.

Me and Jazz are complete opposite, from looks, and definitely personalities. Jazz was honey brown, she had long hair, that reached her shoulders, big brown eyes, and her body was way thicker than mines, but she maintain it being head of the dance team at our high school.

She was more out spoken than i was, and was a man eater, not saying she slept around, but she was too friendly sometimes.

ME, o.t.o.h, i didn't have time for these niggas, in hot ass Atlanta, i was more focus on school, i was a senior and will be graduating next year. I was planning on going to NYC witch is where im originally from to study physical therapist, and i wasn't gonna let no one stop me.

I was tired of seeing these niggas in box chevys with rims almost as tall as me with no gas in the car, show me a nigga in some shit i cant pronounce, bottom line, im not a big fan of these wanna be's and these off brand thugs.

I got lost in my thoughts while, i finish lotioning my body, i walked over to my closet and picked out some fade blue skinnys, a white tank top, and some sandles. My hair was hanging long down my back with soft loose curls. It was 11o/c and i had to hit the mall.

I walk down the stairs to not see my mom, witch was no surprise, she was never home, my dad lived in New York with his family, leaving us when i was 6, i didnt care much for any of them. i was walking in the kitchen.

DING DONG!!!!!!

I heard my door bell ring snapping me out my thoughs, i got up and answer. " who is it?"

??"UPS, I have a package for a Ava Galvez"i looked through the hole, then open the door. 

UPS: "HEY, are you Ava?" he ask, he was a cutie, dark skin, flirtatious smile, withdimbles and really tall.

me:"Yea, where do i sighn?"

UPS""right here, and here."i sighn and he handed me the box, smiled and walked away. I went back in side,the kitchen and begin opening the box. A note feel out, it read

??"hey sweet heart, happy 17th birthday, i remember like yesturday when you born. Your eyes used to scare the hell out of me. haha, I know i havent been around much, but i was hoping this gift would make you feel better about me, i love you, and i miss you

-mom. ps ill be home at the end of the week! party hard, not too hard.

Yeah right, it will take more than my eyes to scare the hell out of you, i thought as i open the box completly up, and was bwyond shock. I was holding a BMW key. I ran out the house seeing a red BMW 750 "how the hell she get this here, and she was all the way in Miami?"  I really could care less, i gram my MK bag hand headed out to the car on the phone with Jazz.

Jazzyboo" Calm yourself, now your moms got you what?"

me:" bitch she go me a candy red BMW!!!!!!!!" I know i was loud

jazzyboo: "hoe stop playin? "

me:'' bitch ill be there in 10". i said hanging up.  I jumped in the car, and inside it was a MK, red leather purse with stacks hanging out, idk what or who my mom is dealing with thatshe can afford this, but i wasent turning shit down. I started the car blasting Rich Kidz ' I SEE YOU' and headed to get my day one bitch Jazz we had tags to pop. 

 ((PIC OF AVA ON THE SIDE))