Point Of No Return

Chapter 1

                                                                                           King P.O.V.

"I'm with some hood girls lookin' back at it, And a good girl in my tax bracket

Got a black card that let Saks have it, These Chanel bags is a bad habit"

My alarm blasted loud as hell. Making me groan as I woke up.

"King wake yo ass up and get ready. I got shit to handle and I ain't trying to be late because of you." My oldest brother Kartel says walking in my room and grabbing a bottle of my lotion.

"Ight chill. I'm up." It was the first day of school and I wasn't prepared for this shit at all. This is my junior year at North Atlanta High School. Freshman year was the worst. Sophomore year I learned more about what to do and who to hang with.

I come from a big family. There are my parents, 2 girls, 5 boys, including myself, and my two kids. I know what y'all about to say, but no. I'm not just raw dogging these bitches. My kids are two year old fraternal twins; Bronx & Brooklyn who were the result of me losing my virginity. Bronx was older by 6 minutes.

I got up, checking my phone to see it was only 5:45, and brushed my teeth, while taking out something for the kids to wear. I got Bronx a black polo shirt with a red horse, his black levis, and wheat timbs. Brooklyn was going to wear a white shirt, blue jeans, and her sandals.

I took a shower, did my hygiene, and got dressed. I wore a white t-shirt, black ripped jeans, and a olive green bomber jacket with my white and black adidas superstars. I put my hair in a sloppy bun and proceeded to the nursery.

I got the kids dressed while they were still sleeping. I found this easier because once they're awake they get so hyper and can't sit still. Once they were both fully dressed I woke them up and they literally clung onto me.

Bronx was on my back with his arms wrapped around my neck and I held Brooklyn tight on the side of my hip. I walked with them back into my room and helped them brush their teeth and wash their faces.

I went downstairs and poured them cereal. I let Bronx eat at the table, while Brooklyn ate in front of my lap so I could do her hair for the day. It was a neat bun at the top of her head. I'm good at this parenting shit, but that doesn't mean i'm perfect.

When they finished eating I sent them off with my brother Kartel. He was taking them to daycare for me since I had to be in school. I grabbed my keys and headed to my cocaine white range rover. It had tinted windows, black rims, and peanut butter interior. It was a birthday gift from Kartel. Of course, my father thought I didn't deserve a car because I was the problem child of the family. 16 with two kids, a smart mouth, and slight attitude problem. My father despised me.

I pulled out of the driveway and made my way to school. It was only 7:20 so we had about 40 minutes until the first class started. I met my friends in the cafeteria and sat with them at our usual spot.

"Look who's on time this year." That would be Kylie. Justin agreed with her. Justin and Kylie were my best friends and they were cousins. Kylie was a white girl and Justin was bi-racial. He had a black mom and white dad, who happened to be Kylie's uncle.

"Leave me alone. Bronx and Brooklyn started walking last year and it was hell getting them ready in the mornings." I laughed thinking about it.

We sat and made small talk until the bell rang. We made our way to first period. We all had Photo II. It was an advanced level photography class. They took it cause it was chill and not much work. I took it cause I actually loved to be in front of the camera and wanted to know how to work one professionally.

We walked in and found seats right next to each other.

"Hi class, welcome to Photo II. My name is Ms. Lee." She was white, short, long brunette hair. She had brown eyes and wore glasses, and she was thick. Not fat, but damn sure not skinny.

"Today I'm going to assign your class partners for the year and we're going to do a pretest on photography terminology."

"Can we choose our own partners?" some random dude blurted out.

"Clearly not if she said she's gonna choose." I countered. He looked me up and down and chuckled.

"Problem?" I gave him a second to answer as some of our classmates snickered and he didn't.

"Oh. Okay then. You can continue Ms. Lee." She gave me a smile and started talking again. I could tell she wanted to laugh, but was restraining herself. I know that was mean, but it's too early for him to be asking questions that have already been answered.

She went on to announce partners and I zoned her out.

"Kylie & Justin."

"Zaire & King."

That kind've caught my attention because I don't know who that is, but I just laid my head back down on my desk. A few minutes later I felt a tap on my arm. I looked up to see Ms. Lee and the guy I was mean to.

"King this is your partner Zaire." With that she walked off. He was about Kartel's height, so I'm assuming 6'4, light skin with a few tattoos, pink lips with some straight pearly white teeth, and black curly hair dyed bronze on the top cut into a fade.

He sat down and stuck his hand out.

"I don't know you like that." I said eyeing his hand suspiciously. He held his hands up in a surrendering motion.

"My bad bruh. I'm Zaire"

"She clearly just told me that." I said mugging him.

She passed out the pretest and Zaire didn't know not one word on the damn paper, nor did he have a pencil. I finished mine and passed it to him with my pencil and we turned them in when he finished. This boy so damn slow, this gone be a long year.

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Zaire in the MM.
Bronx & Brooklyn below 😍😍.