Baby, your trouble

chapter 3

* THE NEXT DAY *

i woke up and went to the bathroom to go brush my teeth and do my hygiene. when i got out the shower i picked up my phone to check my instagram but instead i saw a text from tyler. it said:

Tyler <3: goodmorning beautiful

     i started smiling and blushing and shit then all the memories of last night starting coming back to me. like how i thought we were lost but the  house was right around the corner. (good times) i texted tyler back:

Me: Goodmorning whatchu doing today?

and then started to put my clothes on.

"Goodmorning nigga" brandy said dryly, while rubbing her eyes.

"what we gone do today" i asked hoping she brings up hanging out with tyler 

"we gone chill with them niggas we meet yesterday" brandy said playing with her nails

"true, i was just talking to him bout that he said he got the whip o you already know its turn up time"

   "ayy maybe we could all go to the movies" brandy said twerking a little bit.

"true im finna ask his ass"

  after I texted tyler asking if we could go to the movies later he was like yeah and next thing we new  me and brandy was getting ready so they could come and pick us up.

we told them we was gone be ready by 10:30. even though they should already know are asses was gone be ready by 11:00.

after taking my shower I walked in my room to put on my clothes I threw on my black crop top, with my denim ripped high wasted shorts, with some black knee high socks and my playoffs.

I curled my hair, put on my jewelry,sprayed some perfume and walked to the living room to wait on brandy.

   after to what seem like a million hours brandy FINALLY walked in the living room wearing a black and white short sleeve shirt with the number 23 in the middle, and had some black tights, with her taxi 12s.

she wore her hair straight with a black snapback; turned backwards.

I guess she was cute or whateva.