Chapter 1: My Introduction

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By: Keyvi_

Pregnant at 16 ...

How did this happen ?

How did my life end up like this ?!

You wanna know the story?

Alright here we go ... Again .

All my life I've been known as the social butterfly, the real laid back one that's cool with pretty much everything. You need some advice? I got you. You need a friend? I got you. You need someone to just listen? I got you. I've just always been the person to put everyone else's happiness before mine, and you know what? I've never had a problem with it because you get used to it . One thing I've learned from everything that I've ever done is that you need to realize your own mistakes before you go around blaming everyone else. Here I am trying to fit in like always. But before I tell you that story, I have to tell you this story. It's just a normal day in the summer, im just sitting in my house watching T.V. and relaxing. But watching T.V. everyday gets boring after while so I decided that I was gonna go on an adventure. I guess I failed to mention I live in the hood. Oh and by the way my name is My'Leah Leasia Russell. But my "friends" call me Leah. Going out in the hood is nothing to me. It's like my place to be because I know where everything is. The store, the schools, the community center, you name it and I can probably drop a couple of locations. I am known for being "loud" and "Ghetto" but that's only because I feel like people feel like they don't need to respect you if you don't come at them like a bitch. So in order to gain respect you have to be this way, territorial, aggressive, and never backing down from a fight. I mean obviously I can speak proper English dummies. Anyways I know people out here so I go to find my brother. That's where the real hood is. My brothers are hood af. "Jordan!" I yell. "Aye bae wassup?" Jordan says. Jordan is my boyfriend. "Whatchu doin out here?" I said. "Same question I should be asking yo little ass. Lol . Go home Leah. You know yo peoples would kill you if they knew you were out here" Jordan said. "Lol shut up, no they wouldn't" You know you lying straight through your teeth My'Leah. "But I'm bouta head to the 6 anyway. It's hot af out here." I said. "Lol okay shawty I'll see you later." Jordan said. I waved and kept it moving. And then I spotted Cortez. Cortez is this boy that I really like. He brown skin with a gorgeous smile. I haven't really talked to him because I don't know him like that. All I know is from what I heard is that he been caught up a few times. He nice though. When I get home I'm gonna have to hip my bestfriend Alaysia. I call Alaysia and begin to hip her about what's been going on.

How my conversation went:

"Girllllllll lemme tell you bout Jordan."

"What about em? It better not be anything bad cause I will kick his ass."

"Lol you know you cannot whoop him honey. He is a hood nigga and he will put you on yo noodle in 2.5 lmfao."

"Bitch who? Not me. Cause you know good and well daddy will handle my light-work."

"You dumb lol. You remember that picture? I called daddy in your phone and it wasn't your father. Girl that's gone be yo momma saying et."

"Shut up hoe lol."

"lol yea okay nigga. "

"Oh you gonna have to hip me later, baby just walked in the door"

"Lol okay, toodles"

"Byeeee"

Damn it! I forgot to even mention Cortez's sexy ass. I begin to walk home, but I decided I was first going to stop by the store. When I got to the store I automatically grab some tropical skittles and a Faygo moon mist blue drink. That's my favorite drink. I drink that like everyday. Omw to go pay for my stuff I accidentally bumped into someone. "Excuse me, my bad" I said. "You good lil shawty." I look up to find a familiar face, Cortez, fuck! He was taller than me so I had to look up to see his face. Instantly I felt all the blood rush to my cheeks and I walked away as fast as I could without making it seem like I was. But I probably failed miserably trying to recover from embarrassing myself. I don't even know why I'm stressing this boy, he ain't my nigga. Okay but let's face it you want him to be your nigga. Ugh why can't I figure this out. Whatever I'm going home.


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