Author's Note / :
Before I start I would like to tell you guys about my GOAL! I feel like im an awful author. Meaning I dont think about you guys feelings. The goal is :
1). Update faster
2). Update more than once a day
and 3). Make the chapters longer
I will try my hardest for you guys. I promise ♡
Okay you may now read :)
Oh also Anya (Darnell's babymama) will replace Asia. Asia will come back in the sequel.
Che'Onna
" Che'Onna , I cant babysit her , I got to work" my mother told me on the phone. I sighed , she knew I been asked her to help babysit and she had told me yes. "Okay mom , I just wont go to school" I hung up. I went into Aaliyah's room and saw thay she was sleeping peacefully. She is so precious. I know my brother Turk would babysit , but he hasnt been around much. Ill call my grandma and ask her. I only got an hour left before I have to gt to school. I dialed my grandmother's number and she asnwered on the 6th ring.
"Che'Onna , baby why ya calling me so early" she snapped through the phone. I rolled my eyes. "Look , I need for you to do me a favor , can you please watch Aaliyah while I go to school? Ill pay you" I offered. She took it. "Of course baby , bring her over" she said. I smiled and hung up.
I went into Aaliyah's room and she was now woke. She was sucking on her hand. I picked her up and took her into the room. Since she knows how to crawl now , I put her on the floor with some toys. I grabbed her wash cloth and wet it with warm water, put soap on it and rung it out. I walked back into the room and she was outside the door hitting her head against the wall. I burst out laughing. What is wrong with her? I picked her up and sat her on the bed, I wiped her down before dressing her in a purple and yellow sleeper. I brushed her hair into a pony tail. Her hair is getting so long and curly. I love it. I made her a bag , and then got myself ready. When I was done , I curled my hair and grabbed Aaliyah. Matayo was walking up the stairs while I was walking down.
"Why you up so early" he asked me. "Boy we got school , today" I said. "Fuck school , get money". I gave him a stank look , before walking down the rest of the steps. I grabbed me and Liyah's things then headed out the door. I strapped her in her seat then drove off to Grams. Once I dropped off Aaliyah I headed to school. I had 10 minutes left or I would be late. This school year is gone be different , me and asia aint cool anymore and me and Cam arent either. I parked the car , then went inside the school. Cam and Dackie were outside the school smoking. I rolled my eyes when I seen them. Cameron shook his head and Dackie laughed. Whats so funny? I walked to the office to get my schedule. I had english in room 304 first period. I headed there and when I got in there was only one person. I took a seat in the back. A few seconds later , Jordan walked in with her daughter.
"Mr. Randy , im in your class but I have to take her to the daycare , I just didnt want you to mark me late" she told our teacher. He nodded his head and began to write something down on the chalkboard. The school has a daycare? I can bring Aaliyah instead of paying gram. I took out one of my notebooks and started doodling. The bell ran , and a few kids came inside the class room. Abunch of smart kids at that. I aint smart , maybe they put me in the wrong class.
"Mr.Randy , I think im in the wrong classroom" I said standing up. "Your Che'Onna arent you" he asked. "Yes , but there are a bunch of smart kids in here and" he cut me off. "No your english teacher from last year recommended that you'd be placed in here. take a seat and relax" he told me. I sat down back in my seat.
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