Chapter1

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ALEXUS

....AS LONG AS MY BITCHES LOVE ME..YEA YEA....

I woke up to lil Wayne singing as my alarm clock. It was 7:43 and I already knew mom was out at work by 6 at her 8 hour shift at the hospital. I rolled of bed wanting to go back to sleep but I knew I had to get up for work. My phone kept flashing and lighting up with missed calls and text messages from one of my friends domonique.

Dom: "Hey I gathered everybody at the trap don't worry bout coming in till 8 k"

I found it a little stranged but hey anything to keep me home. I groaned and tried rolling out of bed..intending to land on my feet. which...well life is full of surprise see i land on my face.

"owwwwww" i rubbed my nose it wasn't bleeding but it hurts. If anyone knows me ima pretty lazy person, and yes i was laying on the floor reaching for my charger inches away that was connected to my phone. I had to pee but i didn't want to get off the floor just yet. Until i REALLY had to pee. I Lifted myself up on both hands and knees and ran to my bathroom. 5 mins has passed while sitting on the toilet just tweeting away, it was a major habit that i had to change cause my Aunt Paige had gotten hemroids for sitting on the toilet too long..yikes. I was washing my hands when i looked up into the mirror. I screamed. what was looking back at me was a monster. I had dried slob running from my mouth down my chin and it shimied down my neck...how i have no clue. My hair looks like a birds nest. Tangle and knotted and just nasty. And what was that smell that rancid hot garbage smell..Yes i admit it was my breath i could barely talk it was so nauseating.I grabbed my toothbrush and toothpaste and just squirted it in my mouth while pouring mouthwash in i sat at the sink for 3 mins just scrubbing the inside of my mouth. I tasted better. It smelled better. It looked better. i was now satisfied. while prancing in the mirror i doubled over groaning in pain. It was my stomach. I never knew stomach pains hurt that much in the morning. I rushed out of my bathroom; tripping over a box of Louis vuiton shoes and again fell on my stomach..what a delightful morning. As i lift my self one last time..hopefully i walked carefully down the steps of my house towards the kitchen. "not to self: clean up a bit in your room and around the house before you leave."  Im only 5'2 my doctor said i stopped growing and like really im only 17 just peaches and cream for me. I tried reaching for the cabinets that has the bowls in it but i had to grab a chair stand on my knees and get the bowl. Like who constructed this house !! I grabbed the milk and apple jacks and sat down on my couch watching netflix: Orange is the new black. It was almost time to go i dumped the bowl in the sink and ran to my room. I slowed down in my path making sure i don't trip over my feet  and slide down the step. I made it to my room safe thank god. I looked in my closet pondering what i was gonna wear.. i chose just some white converse with destructed black jeans that described my plump curvy booty a white tank top that said #celfie and grab my black and silver MK purse. I pulled my nappy hair in a pony tail with a black gold studded cap on went slowly down the steps out the door locking the house and drove off in my Jaguar 


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