buzzin | lil yachty ❤️

11 • loyalty

• ANASTASIA •

"Momma...It's not that deep, chill." I sighed over the phone.

"Somebody could snatch you up at that show."

"Howww sway? How?" I pulled the phone from my ear and made a face at it before placing it back on my ear.

"I'm being serious Anastasia." My mom stressed.

I shook my head and reassured her nothing was going to happen to me. Me and Madison stayed in Atlanta with my dad since I had the show tonight and she's been stressing since she's left us.

"I wish you could've came mommy." I pouted.

"Next time for sure, I'm so proud of you." I could sense her smile and it made me smile.

"I'm doing it for you momma."

"Do it for yourself."

I nodded and it got quiet on the phone. After a minute she started talking about her annoying and trifling co-workers to me and I couldn't help but laugh. We said our love you's and goodbyes before hanging up. I sat up on my bed and ran my fingers through my hair.

"Bitchhhhh lets go!" Madison barged in my room with her purse and jacket on.

I looked at her confused, "Go where?"

"To get your hair done uuuh duh." She made a dumb face and I reached up to slap it off her.

"I'm wearing a wig tonight girl, stop being extra."

"Right after you stop being basic." She smiled.

I rolled my eyes, "Takes one to know one."

I grabbed my purse and car keys and threw them to her since she knew were to go.

• SALON, 1:26 •

"Anastasia?" A cute tall dark skin woman with long fluffy hair called my name.

I got up and followed her to the chair and sat down. I looked at myself in the mirror. I was trifling ass hell for wearing my real hair out.

"Ok so what's up with this?" The lady put her hand in my hair. Well shit lady, I have feelings.

"Honestly? I wasn't taking care of my hair."

"I can see that."

"Then why ask that question?" I made my classic "da fuck" face.

She looked at me through the window and did a little giggle. Yup this bitch crazy. I do that giggle everytime I'm thinking of some evil stuff In my head.

I hope she doesn't fuck up my head.

"Just cut it." I blurted out.

She looked up, "Like a pixie cut short?"

"Uh yeah, I guess." I shrugged.

She started playing with my hair on my head and was imagining what she was going to do in my head.

"Well lets go wash it."

.....

"LOOK AT MY SISTER!" Madison was recording the final product on her snapchat and being extra as usual.