Every nerd need a thug

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Hello My Name Is Shay And This Is My Story....

It all started when i was 16. Y'all probably wondering what the fuk this crazy ass bitch talking bout. Well let me explain......

"Ma!!!" I yelled as i entered the house. I droped by bag by the door and took off my grape ice jordans. Its the only pair i owned right now. I got it from my dad as a gift for good grades. I walked into the kitchen and grabbed an apple and washed it.

"MA!!!" I yelled again. I swear if she aint come down here im fenna blow. I took a bite of the apple and made my way to my moms room. I only live with my mom. I don't know where my dad is or who he is actually.

I opened her door only to be greeted by emptiness. Smh shoulda known.

I left her room and went to my room and drop on my bed.

I turned the tv on to spongebob. I love spongebob. He ma hubby for all eternity.

I was laughing at patrick when he got hit in the head by a coconut I swear when the house phone ring. I reached over and grabbed the phone off the jack.

"Hello?" I said.

"Hi baby"

"Oh hi ma"

"Your home early"

"Yeah i know"

"Ok just calling to check on you. I'm running a little late baby so ill be back later on."

"Ok ma" I'm used to this by now. Always running late. I hang up the phone, got up and go in my bathroom. I took off my purple and black long sleeve shirt and my boyfriend jeans that are cut. I took my hair out if the curl bun and took of my purple bandana. I brushed my teeth and looked at myself in the mirror.

I hand black hair the reached the middle of my back. Light skinned. High cheek bones. Soft pink lips. Aye i had no daymn pimples on ma face. That i was proud for and my eyes where dark brown. I had the body of Beyonce.

"If you like it then you shoulda put a ring on it." I sang to myself as i showered. I got out and got dressed putting on my pjs. I ran down stair to get my bag to do my home work.

After I finished my home, i went to watch more spongebob and fell asleep.

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