Drew POV
I know I’m late introducing myself, but what can I say I’m a busy man. My name is Drew Alexander Roberts. I am 17 years old and I attend Booker T. Washington High School. I'm a junior and very smart might I add. When my dad got older he passed his business to me. So that made me the biggest drug lord in ATL. I run these streets with no fear in my heart and I have my homeboys to back me up.
If anything pop off I know they gon' handle it. But just how does the saying go, "Never let your right hand know what your left hand doing." I live by that motto and so many more. These mottos keep me afloat and keeps my eyes opened to any and everything. Ever since my dad handed his business down to me. He and my mom have been traveling, so most of the time I am home alone.
When they come back they stay for a few days and I do mean few days and their gone again. Well it really don’t matter to me cause I know I can handle myself. They are in Hawaii for the next three weeks so you know what that means.
There’s this one chick that I’ve been trying to get with for the whole summer. She got a banging ass body and a face to match. She stand about 5’8 caramel skin, thick thighs and a big ol' booty, long black hair that reached the middle of her back, with light brown eyes. If I can have her I would never let her go.
After spending the past two days with her we learned so much about each other.
I don’t wanna say I’m catching feelings 'cause a young nigga like me don't catch feelings for no female. I just feel that there is something there. I gotta have her. She’s smart and beautiful. Hmm, beauty and brains now that’s a good combination.
Lexington POV
After Drew left I ran upstairs and went back to sleep. It was early and I was tired. I slept 'til about 3. I know that was a long sleep, but hey what can I say. I gotta get my beauty rest.
I over heard my mom talking to someone, but I just didn’t know who. She must have been on the phone because I only heard her laughing. I walked into my bathroom to take a shower and do my hygiene. After about an hour in the bathroom I came out wrapped in my towel. I headed straight to my closet.
I opened my closet doors and stood there looking at what I wanted to wear today. A few minutes later. I came out with my outfit. I mixed a few pieces together. I put on a pair of panther face leggings, a black razor-back tank top, a leather sleeve denim jacket, and my Steve Maddan Denim Wedge High Top Sneakers. I added my bold statement necklace, stylish stud earrings, and a coral lip stick for a splash of color. After I was dressed, I looked in the full-body mirror that I had.
Damn shawty bad.
I grab my black and white handbag and walked downstairs.
As I got closer I go still hear my mom on the phone. She was talking and laughing so much she didn’t even notice that I came downstairs.
I walked into the kitchen and noticed that my mom had already cooked, so I fixed a plate of food, sat on the table, and dug in. I was playing on my phone. A text from Drew popped up.
Drew: Sup ma?
Lexi: Nothing really. Sup Drew?
Drew: Drew? Nah you know my name daddy ;)
Lexi: Lmao...nigga please you wish I was calling you daddy :P
Drew: You will be in a minute.
Lexi: Nah never that!
Drew: Always that. You just don’t know it yet.
Lexi: *rolls eyes* boy save that shit for your hoes
