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• ANASTASIA •
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I was staring up at the ceiling, trying to find the strength to get out my bed. I looked over at my One Direction poster, "My nigga Niall, what's up?" I smiled but instantly thought of how weird I was being. I groaned and decided just to roll back on my stomach and go back to sleep. I pulled my black sheets up to my neck and curled up in a small ball as the fan in my room circulated. My door swung open and hit the wall before my sister loud ass voice was heard.

"GET UP! WE GOING TO ATLANTA!" My sister came over and pushed my head to the side. I shot up and grabbed her arm with a face that read 'if you do it again, your arm won't be here anymore'.

She got the hint and snatched her arm away before walking out the room and down the hall to her room.

Atlanta? Really?

I stood up and stretched my arms and body. I walked out the room with just a tank top and panties on and headed down to the kitchen where I smelt breakfast. My momma really showing out now.

She know she don't cook breakfast.

Walking around with barley any clothes on was the norm for this house. My dad wasn't here anymore so it really didn't matter. It was just me, my younger sister and my mom. My dad was to busy taking care of his other family. Hmph.

Yup, he divorced my mom about 3 years ago after she found out about his second family. I was in shock when I found out. I never cry, I mean never but when my mom sat me and my sister down with a wet face and red eyes to tell us that our dad left us for some other family, I did. That hurt like hell. Our dad was white and his family always gave him shit for marrying my mom and having us only made it worse. I had to watch my younger sister break down as me and my mom held her and tried to calm her down. My younger sister loves our dad, even after everything she still calls him and talks to him like nothing happened.

It pissed me off on how positive she could be but she was her own person, that's her decision.

"Ma why we going to Atlanta?" I sat at the kitchen table and placed my chin in the palm of my hand as I watched her place the food on the plates.

"Your dads' wedding is this weekend." She brought me my plate and called my sister to the kitchen.

My dad moved to Atlanta after the divorce because my mom kicked him out and he hated Montgomery. He moved to Atlanta with his family and told us this way we could still be close.

I had my 'da fuck' face on strong boy. I crossed my arms and pushed my food away.

Just like a little kid, I pouted.

"I don't want to go." I rolled my eyes. Man my attitude was bad. I need to work on that.

"Well too damn bad, you going 'Stasia." She had her hand on her hip and her other hand was leaning on the counter.

"Why? That nigga don't care bout us!" The fuck I look like going to his wedding?

I quickly grabbed my fork and dug in my food when I saw my mom pick up the spatula she used for the pancakes and walk closer to me with it.

"Thought so." My mom grabbed her plate and walked out the kitchen and into her room.

I looked at my sister and saw her bouncing in her seat, excited to go.

I swear she's so dumb.

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It was night time and the moon was glowing on my skin as I waited for my mom to finish locking up the house.

We piled our bags into my black Jeep and my mom handed me the keys as she got in the passenger seat. I didn't even wanna go, why I gotta drive?

I plopped my butt into the drivers seat and started the car. I backed out our little townhouse driveway and headed down the street.

"Maddie pass me my phone out my purse please." I had one hand on the wheel as my other one grabbed the aux cord.

I heard her digging through my junky purse, "It's dead girl."  She gave me my rose gold iPhone and I shook my head. I always forgot to charge it at night. I gave my phone to momma as she placed it on the charger. Now I had to listen to this trash ass radio.

Lil Yachty's "One Night" was ending and the radio person started speaking.

"And this an requested song that a lot of you been asking for me to play. Here's Anastasia, one night!" My cover started to play and I instantly hit my breaks and started to scream.

"'STASIA THAT'S YOU!" Madison screamed in the back seat as she was recording on snapchat.

Just forget the fact that I almost killed all of us.

"I KNOW MADDIE!" I was smiling hard as hell as my hands was over my mouth. I'm playing on the radio?

My mom hit my arm and I looked over to her smiling.

"This my baby singing on the radio?" She grinned.

I nodded and she gave me a high five, "Let me drive. You out here stopping in the middle of the streets." She laughed.

I nodded and drove to the local gas station before me and her changed seats.

I turned on my phone and instantly it started to blow up with notifications. I placed my thumb on the button and noticed I had 100+ notifications on twitter and 23 unread messages. I went to twitter and saw I had now 15k followers.

@AnastasiaB: MY SHIT WAS PLAYING ON THE RADIO
@AnastasiaB: thanks to all who requested 😘

I smiled at everybody who was tweeting me back and sending sweet tweets. I sat back in my seat and looked out the window.

Maybe I'm getting somewhere.

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