"Like, I could tell you a story about myself and you could find it inspirational. Ones where there are plenty of times I could have gave up, but I told you my mind process behind why I didn't give up. It gives you the type of hope, that motivation t...
"I know what it's like to fail ,had a few run-ins with twelve, sat in cells, been through hell. Only through God can we prevail!"
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J E F F R E Y
I was got done from my session of skipping school like I did every once in a while to go put in work. Today, awkwardly, the trap house wasn't jumping and were full of old niggas so I took my ass back to school.
Lunch block just started and people slowly packed the cafeteria. The crew was already settled by the time I made my way there. I did my salutation to everyone but Tommy sister,Makaveli. From the little time I knew him I could tell he was a real one. Did a couple of drills, hitting licks and he was mad cool,laid back but, didn't give a fuck. One thing I knew he did care about was about lil suh. The first day ma pulled up I wouldn't be surprised if he pulled out the piece on me. Damn, she was bad as hell. Right when I was attempting to make move Zoe cock blocking ass stopped me.
" Wassuh, I haven't seen you in a whole minute" she said knowing she don't give a damn about me being here or not.
"Fuck out my way" I laughed off.
"Nah, dead ass though. " without her even finishing her sentence I understood.
"Mind yours" I said and continued my voyage.
M A K A V E L I
"Wassuh, how you doing baby girl?" I looked up to 'Bae' hovering over me. I scooted over making room for him to sit.
I was in the middle of sketching in which I have been doing all day. I've been drawing for as long as I can remember and it's sort of like an addiction something like a fein.
" That junt clean" he said complimenting my work.
"Thanks" I started flipping through my notepad showing my other sketches.
We talked furthermore not really flirtatiously but, on some laid back type shit.
"Enough about me! What you into?" I asked curiously.
" I'm a real hustler, you know like Tookie William, uhh El Chapo..you dig?" rubbing his hands like birdman.
"Boy if you don'ttt gett yourr.." i laughed not even finishing my sentence.
"Nah, forreal tho?"
"Oh, you thought I was playing? I'm the real head honcho" 'this nigga here' I said to myself in my head. Forget what else he was saying I was staring into his eyes not even intentionally on no creep shit but he had some beautiful eyes. Yeah, I mean the perfect ring shaped honey brown eyes which complimented his brown skin.
"Makaveli, you getting ahead of yourself" I thought. Sometimes including times like this I let my insecurities get the best of me. I knew I wasn't ugly. nah, far from it butwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww it was my size that really killed me. I looked like I've been starving myself my whole life.
This dude's eyebrows look better than mines!
I really don't know what he trying to do messing with a girl like me but i wasn't going to be the one to complain. I decided to ride the wave wherever it's taking me.
