Amiri Monae Young, is the second youngest of three sisters, born in Fort Lauder-dale, FLA, she is forced to move to ATL leaving behind her sisters, a host of friends and her boyfriend Keenon. She runs into Jacquees, 19 and he feels that she is the m...
The next morning I woke up feeling great, but strange at the same time. I checked my phone and I had a good morning text from Quee and some other people who I barely text back. I quickly replied to his message and proceeded to my daily hygiene routine. After that I got dressed for the day. I literally have nothing to do, I mean Atlanta is lit, but its nothing like home man. I flat ironed my hair and pulled it back into a ponytail.
Quee💘: 10:46 a.m | you tryna come thru today?
A M I R I: 10:50 a.m | sure what time?
Quee 💘: 10:51 a.m | whenever you're ready.
A M I R I: 10:52 a.m | see you soon 😃
"Markeseeee, can I drive your car?" I asked running downstairs.
"Whea, you finna go?" He asked still focused on his phone.
"I'm going to see Jacquees." I answered walking towards where he was sitting.
"Ight, don't fuck up my shit or ima beat yo ass." He said "Oh, he lives down that long ass road across from Dunkin Donuts"
"Make a left?" I asked sounding confused.
"Yea, make a left when you leave here, you juss going straight " he said
"ok Markese"
"Don't bring me back no nieces and nephews" he joked handing me his keys.
" I won't" I laughed taking them away and starting out the house.
I got inside Markese's black Nissan Altima and was on my way to Jacquees's house. I was nervous and I felt uneasy that I would be going to some famous nigga house, not knowing how this would make me look. I connected my phone to the AUX cord and played one of Markese's old songs called "Been Fweago". In the middle of his second verse I had a text. I checked it and it was Jacquees asking me what did I want to eat today, I told him it didnt matter, besides I was like a block away from his house.
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5 minutes later I pulled up at his house. Two cars were parked outside of it, I assumed they were his. I took the keys out the ignition and walked towards the door. After a couple of minutes of knocking some girl answered the door. She looked very familiar , then I remembered I seen her at the Ice Cream parlor. She rolled her eyes at me and smacked her gum.
"Whatchu want, and why are you here?" she said with an attitude.
"Im here for Jacquees, not you." I said throwing an attitude right back at her.
"Quee, yo fans here harassing me" she turned around swinging her stiff ass weave, she didnt look rude and stuck up the last time I seen her.
"Miri.. Hey wassup girl, come in" he says embracing me with a warm hug. He smelled so damn good.
