"Shit" I said walking up the stairs.
Took a deep breath and continued
walking.
Now that Jasmine gone and mom's
sleep time to get dressed. I slid the
closet door to the side looking for a
pair of jeans to wear which is hard
Because they all look the same until
I take them out and actually look at
Them. "BANG" I jumped in complete
shock and grab my baseball bat out
the closet and walk towards the
hallway. "AHH" don't hit me Lord
don't hit me. I turned around and
threw the bat on the bed. "Yes carlos"
I said walking back to the closet. Nice
to see you too jordan you think since
you spent all summer out the country
you the shit now. I never said that I
never said anything all I said was yes
carlos.. But everyone has a opinion.
"Here you go with this philosophy shit
again." He took off his shoes and
grabbed my Jordan's off the stand.
"What the Fuck are you doing??" I
walked over to him and grabbed the
shoe box. Don't touch my shit.. You
always wearing my shit getting it
scuffed up rough ass. Sigh thought we
were brothers Jordan. Yeah we
brothers but not gonna let you wear
those try again. I turned back to my
closet and closed it. "You need
something to wear to I bet" I turned
around looking
at Carlos. "Yeah" he said looking down
at his shoes. I'm always mean to
Carlos and treat him like shit
sometimes but he wasn't raised the
way I was even tho we had the same
father he claimed me and not him.
"Carlos" I said handing him the shoes
and walking to my dresser. You know
what's mine is yours. "Yeah". I looked
at Carlos and turned my head.
Carlos and I arrived to the party
walking through the front door
smelling nothing but sweat and weed.
We walked to the kitchen and like a
typical party they were already
drunk. "I'm gonna go find me some
pussy" my eyes widened and looked at
Carlos walking away. I stood there for
a minute and shook my head, made
my way to the backyard with water
splashing everywhere and bras on the
ground. "WATCH OUT!!" I almost fell
