Layla POV
THIS IS BORING. I'm still on punishment in fucking bored. I bet Tristan blowing my phone up. Than Amelie came in my smiling.
Amelie: Tristan want you to come to his game tonight
Me: ask daddy
Amelie: k
I walked out my phone an went in my moms room.
Mom: hey baby
Me: mom can I go to Tristan game tonight
Mom: sure
Amelie: dad said yeah an Tristan said leave now their warming up
Me: alright
Mom: ok baby
I walked out an went to get ready. I haven't seen my baby in 2 weeks.
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I was at his college an they were warming up. I was siting next to the players. Tristan wasn't on the floor. I seen Royalty smiling hard as fuck.
Ryan: ew Lay
Layla: shut up ugly
Ryan: ( smiles )
Royalty: ( smiles )
Layla: so who are y'all playing
Ryan: this punk ass team from Gainesville they say they can beat our asses
Royalty: they smoking
Layla: ( smiles ) right
Ryan: when they first walked in they was starting shit an got into with Tristan
Layla: where's Tristan
Ryan: in the back cooling down
Royalty: he has problems
Layla: he needs to control his temper
Ryan: coach told him
Layla: so that's the team
Ryan: yeah
Layla: they some ugly people
Royalty: hell yeah
Ryan: ( laughs )
Than I seen Tristan coming out he looked mad an he looked mean as fuck.
Royalty: he look so mean
Alex: you good T
Tristan: Nah I'm fucking pissed coach talking about if I get into another infraction I'm not playing for the season this shit is fucked up
Alex: damn man just control to temper
Tristan: I try
He looked at me an hugged me.
Tristan: what's up
Me: hey
Tristan: you look good
Me: stop ( smiles )
He kissed me an I kissed back.
Me: control your temper
Tristan: we'll see
He looked at me an smiled.
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The Second Generation ( An August Love Story )
Teen FictionAugust an Zoe aren't raising babies anymore. Their all grown up. More secret an drama coming there way. Sequel to " In Love With The Enemy ".