Him

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There he was. Monday, August 18th. It was our senior year and I begged for it to be over. He had about 5 groupies in his face already. I scoffed at the sight. He was tall about 6'1 with caramel skin. Deep New Orleans accent with tattoos from head to toe. He was so beautiful but I would never tell him that.

Oh shit my bad 😂😂 My name is Kamari Dixon. My hittas call me KD. I'm 17 and my father .....well he was a major drug lord back in the day only to be killed by his best friend. That left a toll on me and my brother. We moved out from Atlanta to New Orleans. After a while my moms lost her job and turn to drugs. So my brother felt like it was his job to take care of us. He eventually relied on the streets and start hustling. He was never home anymore and my mom had got her a boyfriend 😔. He never respected me and one day he raped me . I never told anyone, cause I didn't want to start any problems.

One day I came home from school and I saw him over my mother beating her. My first reaction was to go and help her. That was so stupid of me. He looked at me with rage in his eyes and hit me so hard I flew across the room. When I tried to get up he pinned me down and started to rape me again. And guess what......My mother sat there with a blunt in her hand and allowed it 😭. About 5 mins later my brother and some of his goons burst thru and beat his ass. My bro told me to go upstairs and pack my shit and I did just that. I was staying with him until a year ago on June 17th. A day before my birthday. I got a call from his best friend saying John killed my brother.

John was the coward who raped me and was still dating my mother. That shit turned me cold. I wasn't able to have a funeral for him because my mom just loved the nigga whom killed her son so much and told me he deserved what happened to him. I was able to come up with a lil money to bury him tho. After a while, I had to make a living for myself. I started trapping and hitting a couple licks. I'm not no average bitch that is about to start stripping to make a living. I went out and got mines by any means necessary 💯.

Anyways enough about me. The day before my brother died he told me to finish school because he doesn't want me to end up like him. A dropout selling drugs onna block. So I'm going to keep my promise to him.

I sat in the back of the class so I would not be bothered. Every one around school thinks I am weird because I don't associated my self with them😂😂 fuck all these people tbh. Soon enough the teacher walked in and started talking.

Ms.Hill: Ok class. I'm a very basic teacher and I give all my students the same work every year. Today I will pair you guise into a duo. You and your partener will be spending a lot of time together so get accustomed to seeing  each other on a regular. As far as your project goes you and your partner will be learning a lot about each other and at the end of the school year will be presenting to the class what you learn. Okay? Ok so here is the partners. Julie & Chris , Lisa & Monte, Jordan & Sam, Kamari & August , Tiona & Que, Jasmine & Matayae 🤗 Daisy & Justin , Londan & Malik , Trinity & Dylan and lastly Sierra & Lucas.

I can't believe she put him as my partner. Now all these thots looking at me sideways and shit.

Ms.Hill: Get up and get to know your partner a little bit now would ya.

He better get his ass up cause I'm not fucking moving. So we had this stare down and he finally got the fuck up. Smart choice.

Him: wassgud ma. I'm August 😌

Me: sup 🙄

Him: what's your name shawty

Me: it's not shawty so don't call me that.

Him: my b. What is your name beautiful 😏

Me:😶 Mari.....Kamari.

Him:Nice. So um what you wanna know about the kid?

Me: in all honesty nothing but that will cause me to fail this class now wouldn't it. And I can't break the promise I made with my brother about finishing school so what ever you tell me I would pretend to be interested.

So he sat there for a half an hourtelling me shit I already knew about him. We exchange numbers and left the room. The rest of my day was even more boring. After school ended he texted me to meet him at his house at five and sent me his address. I rolled my eyes and headed to the trap. All my brother goons where still there plotting revenge on John . We wasn't gon stop till that nigga was six feet under. My boy Sneak was my brothers best friend. He was the one called me when shit went down. He ain't want me to get involved into this life style after my brothers passing but I wasn't taking no for an answer 😈. He was telling me about the lil nigga he fw that he wanted on our team. I had to check this lil dude out before he entered my operation. He supposedly goes by the name yungin'. Sneak calls ole boy in to meet me. I was in complete shock. I couldn't believe my eyes 😳 . He looked at me with disbelief and then smirked. There he was again. It was August.Next thing you know he walks up to me and says......

Him: Wassgud I'm yung'

Me:Sup....K.D !

Him: Nice to meet ya

Me: Likewise

I can't believe this shit. It's him. It's really fucking August. Ugh why him....

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