My name is Trisha Daniel. I'm mixed with black and white and I have long brown hair that stops at my butt and my tips are blonde. I'm a fun size, stand at 5'3, thick in all the right places and a booty like nikki. All these niggas trying get with me but they can't get a bitch like TRISHA LATREA DANIEL.
Ayye it's your boy Travis I'm mixed with white and black, tattoos every where. I'm a drug lord, started slanging when I was 7. My father use to be a drug lord but he died when I was 13. That's when I took my father's throne and took care of my mother, but enough of me back to the story.
Chapter 1
"Bitch Wake Up" my bestie Zaire said. "Bitch what you want?" I snapped.
"We got to get ready for school." said Zaire. I got up out of my bed and went in my open closet to get my bleach washed skinny jeans with my white&purple cropped shrit and grape5.
"Bitch hurry up go wash your stink ass" said zaire.
"Hush up hoe I'm going, damn." Oh I forgot to introduce my bestie. We've been friends since 5 years old. She stayed with me and my brother Trey since her parents been on crack when she was ten.
After I got out the shower and got dressed, put my hair two indian braid, and smooth my baby hair down. I went downstairs for breakfast and saw Zaire and Trey filrting. "Uhuh y'all ain't slick. I see yall ass" I said.
"Come on girl, lets go" said Zaire. I said bye to my bro and got in my purple charger to head out to school.
When I pulled up I saw the gang standing by their car.
