All Grown Up

Chapter 1

Introduction

Quintin P.O.V

"Kiera, what the fuck do you want with me man? Didn't I tell your funny looking ass it's over? Delete my number hoe" I snapped & hung up on that hoe.

This bitch calling me early this morning trying to get back with me.  I'm like Lil Dred, i can't wife no shone.

"Quintin! Hurry up before your late to school" my mom Tasariah yelled.

I shook my head and got dressed quickly. Don't get me wrong I ain't scared of my mama but when it comes down to education her and my pops don't play.

Where my fucking manners? I'm Quintin T. Wright. I'm the freshest nigga on the block, school, and on the court. Yeah a nigga ball. I'm known for breaking hoes heart. Key word HOES. But that shit don't phase me. I live with both of my parents, Tasariah Mass Wright and my pops Quoncey "Q" Wright. I am currently NOT the only child but a nigga still gets spoil. I have a little sister who's 6 years old name Quillany (Quil-Lanni) we call her "Quilla" for short. That's all y'all need to know for now.

I headed down stairs to see my mom cooking pancakes & bacon. My favorite food. I also seen my cousin Camonie sitting on the table looking annoyed.

Let me tell y'all, this girl look innocent like her daddy Cameron, but has the nastiest attitude like her mama Deja.

"What's wrong with you?" I asked my cousin.

"Your stupid friend legend ain't text me back." Camonie responded with a attitude.

Y'all see what I go through? Camonie and me aren't blood related cousins but our parents been down for a while. Camonie and me actually grew up together. I treat her like she my little sister, even though she a couple months older then me.

We tell each other everything. But y'all should peep that. And one thing that I don't play about is my cousin getting played. Any nigga that want to date her has to meet me first.

My uncle Cameron & pops told me family is all we have. Never forget that.

"I'll talk to him, but I'm pretty sure he has a good explanation" I told Camonie

Legend and I are real close too. I know he won't play my cousin because I already gave him that talk. So did my pops & Camonie dad too.

I ate my breakfast, kissed my mom on the cheeks and went to my dad office before I left.

See the the thing is, my mom doesn't know my dad still deals with drugs. He isn't technically selling them but he still has the connects with the drug game.

How you think my mom driving that nice BMW i8? Or her Porsche? Yeah my mom have multiple cars because my dad spoils her.

Once I got to my dad office he always give me a pep talk ever since I started fucking at the age 14.

"You strap lil nigga?" My pops asked

"Of course pops. I stay strapped." I responded cockily.

"I ain't only talking about condoms, you strapped with the nine I gave you for you 16 birthday?" My pops asked again?

Many of y'all wondering what's a nine? A nine is a 9mm pistol gun my dad got me for my 16 birthday. I don't sell drugs but my pops told me niggas out here envy you because you eating good. In other words "how my parents and I are  filthy rich". Ever since that day I always carry nine around.

"Yeah pops, nine never leave my side" I explained to my dad.

He dapped me up and gave me a few bands to start my day off. I walked out and called out my cousin Camonie name to head to school.

Yeah a nigga drive to school. My pops brought me a all white Rolls Royce for my 16th birthday. Camonie recked her car so her parents teaching her a lesson how to be responsible.

It took 10 minutes to arrive at my school. Here at Miami Springs Senior High you would be surprise on what you see. They had pretty bitches, bougie bitches, ugly bitches, hood rat bitches, quiet bitches, loud bitches, and thot bitches.

See at school, I only fuck with three nigga's that attend this shit. Legend Parker, coolest nigga I know. Been down since middle school, play ball together and fuck these dog ass hoes. Kendrick Adams, funniest nigga in the group, been down since freshmen year, play ball together and never fucked me over. And last but not least Bernard Moore, "Nard" for short. Been down since freshmen year, always looked out in school for us, play ball with us, always hungry, and has that worst attitude ever.

Everybody at this school talks about me & my nigga's. Why? Cause we run this shit, always did and will continue to run this shit.

We fear NO ONE. Our motto is fuck these HOES & get money. None of us came from poor family's. All of us stay with designers, drive foreign cars and get money. That's just how we rock.

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