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Trevor

"EVERYBODY WAKE UP! IT'S TIME FOR SCHOOL." my mom yelled, beating on a pan going up and down the hallway.

I smacked my lips and turned back over trying to go back to sleep. I closed my eyes and was almost back to sleep until I felt my sheets getting ripped off my body. "Get up nigga." I heard my dad tell me.

I shooed him away and I heard my door close only for it to be opened again. All of a sudden, I felt cold water hit my body. My body shot up and I looked and saw my dad standing there with an empty bucket and a smirk on his face. He is so damn petty.

"I told you to get up and you didn't listen, so you better take a hot shower before you get pneumonia in the ass." He told me before walking out my room laughing.

I rolled my eyes and got out of bed. I made sure to grab my clothes that I was going to wear to school and went to the bathroom only to see that it was locked. It's probably Mila's ass taking her sweet ass time. I banged on the door.

"Chill out! I'll be out in a second!" Mila yelled.

I smacked my lips, "Well hurry up!"

Five minutes later, the bathroom door opened and Mila stood there laughing at me, "What happened to you?"

I smacked my lips because she already knew what happened, "Dad happened."

"Well you know he doesn't play that and you know he was in the military so I don't even know why you tried it."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, get out." I pushed her out the bathroom then closed and locked the door. I hurried up and showered and brushed my teeth so I wouldn't be late.

***

"Nice of you to join us." Dad looked at me with a smirk on his face.

Mom looked at him, "Tyler what did you do this time?"

"Nothing baby, I just told him that when you say get up, he needs to get his ass up." he responded.

She stared at him, "So basically you threw a bucket of cold water on him?"

"Yep," he responded with a satisfied grin on his face.

"Good job baby." She gave him a high five which surprised the shit out of me and made Mila, Hunter, and Promise start laughing.

"You thought you had a friend!" Mila laughed.

I straight faced her, "I really don't like you."

She blew me a kiss, "I love you too."

After we dropped Hunter and Promise off, Mila and I rode to our school. I pulled into the parking lot and found the closest parking spot to the door and got out the car and Mila followed suit.

"So are you going to class today?" I asked her as we walked inside the school.

She chuckled, "Nope, maybe tomorrow."

I smacked my lips. I don't see how she maintains a 4.0 average and she continues to skip class while I struggle to maintain my 3.0. I guess I need to learn how to be like her. "You said that before we went on Spring Break."

Mila rolled her eyes, "I promise I'll be in class tomorrow dad, you act like we don't have the same classes at the same time. Look, I'm gonna go, I'll see you at lunch." She walked away, going God knows where.

As soon as she walked away, this broad that I used to hook up with from time to time got all in my face. "Trevor!" She yelled.

I acted like I didn't hear her and pulled out my phone sending a text to Mila so she could handle her for me.

Me: I have something you need to handle.

Twin ❤💪: One of your lil hoes? I'm on my way.

"Trevor! I know you hear me talking to you!" The broad yelled, the funny thing is, I don't even remember her name.

I laughed, "Oh that was you? My bad shawty, what's up?"

She smacked her lips, "Don't try to play me! Why are you acting like I don't mean shit to you?"

I looked over her shoulder and I saw Mila coming up behind her. I smirked because it's about to go down.

Mila tapped the girl on her shoulder, "I'm pretty sure my brother doesn't want you."

The girl looked Mila up and down before turning her attention back to me, "Bitch please. Trevor who is this bitch?"

"I swear this bitch is hard of hearing," I heard Mila mumble under her breath. "Are you deaf or slow? Let me explain this to you again slowly this time. I am his twin sister. I'm pretty sure Trevor doesn't want you because he doesn't even remember your name. Now I suggest you get out of his face so I won't have to drag you up and down this hallway." She spoke calmly.

If I was the girl, I suggest she does what Mila says because she will drag this poor girl. She looks Mila up and down one last time before purposely bumping her, flipping her stiff ass weave over her shoulder, and walking away, "This isn't over."

Mila looked over at me, "You need to better bro." she tells me before the bell rings. "I'll catch you later."

Mila

I walked out the school so I could smoke because I was really close to killing that bitch. She must not know who I am. That bitch almost brought out the other side of me. I sat at a picnic table and pulled out my supplies. I rolled up my blunt and put up to my mouth and lit it. I took a long drag and inhaled and exhaled. I repeated that process a few more times before I felt a presence behind me.

"What's a beautiful girl like you doing out here smoking weed?" This fine light-skinned boy asked me, sitting next to me.

"What's a beautiful girl like you doing out here smoking weed?" This fine light-skinned boy asked me, sitting next to me

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I rolled my eyes and continued to mind my own business.

"So you not gone say something?" He asked with an amused smirk on his face.

I looked at him, "What does it matter to you what I'm doing? It's not hurting you." I responded smartly.

"Damn my bad ma, I ain't mean to offend you. I just wanted to start a conversation with you."

I shook my head and chuckled, "You ain't offend me, I just don't like people in my business."

He nodded his head, "I can respect that. But since you just sitting here smoking, can a nigga smoke with you?"

"I don't care what you do," I told him, taking another hit.

"Cool," he sat down and took out his blunt and lit it.

Before I knew it, we had the two blunts in rotation and by the time we were finished, I was his as a fucking kite. Now that I really stared at this nigga, he wasn't too bad on the eyes, I just wasn't interested in having no nigga. "So what's your name?" I asked him?

"Karson, and yours?" He asked.

I laughed as I got up, "If you ever see me again, you can know my name then." I told him as I walked away.

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