Chapter Two
*In Lyricals Room*
*Mia walks in*
Mia: is that TeTe baby.
Lyrical: yea, but shh I just got him to sleep.
Mia: okae, what time you wanna go out and get some food.?
Lyrical: we can go now. I'll take Khalil. I don't want him around them cursin and stuff.
Mia: okae
Lyrical: just lemme grab his blanket.
Mia: I'll be downstairs, Santana went to start the car.
*Downstairs *
Lyrical: Christian!!!
*Christian walks in the kitchen*
Christian: where are you going now.?
Lyrical: to the store.
*Christian wraps his arms around her waist*
Christian: what are you getting
Lyrical: Food, I'M hungry and none of you negros got my Alfredo.
Christian: Hurry up cause I'M waiting.
Mia: we ain't got time for y'all we hungry let's go!
*Christian let's go of her waist and slaps her ass*
Lyrical: Christian gimmie some money.
*Christian gives Lyrical a stack of money He pulled out his pocket *
Lyrical: bye Love.
*they walk out and get in the car*
Santana: is that my FatFat.. that lil boy look just like Christian.
Lyrical: This is my lil munchkin
Mia: so ima break the news to yall
Abri: what news?
Lyrical: that she pregnant
Santana: what.?!
Mia: How did you know that.?
Lyrical: as if I didn't know already.we twins, and I've been pregnant before.
Mia: well damn she figured it out. but I have more news.
Everyone: What's the news.
Mia: Tim and I are coming down here to live. Auntie Katrina bought me a house down here.
Everyone: The Turn Up is Real.
Lyrical: Santana Khalil is up
Santana: you drive I want my fatfat
Mia: okae
Santana: Hand him over.
Abri: so Lyical you know How you wanted to be a model and you wanted to model for the cover of Essence magazine?
Lyrical: yea, what about it.?
Abri: well me and Mommy got the photoshoot my darling.
Lyrical: You playing on your life right now.!
Abri: Nope, My boyfriend works at a model agency and He hooked you up. Mommy got clothes for you when you drop lil Christian off.
Lyrical: oh my God thank you.
Santana: umm, Lyric why is this ummm dog calling your phone.?
Abri: I know you don't mean Who I think you do.
Santana: Yeah I do
Mia: well I'M answering I got things to say.
*Answers The phone *
OTP
Mia: Hello ( in a careless voice)
Harmony: Where is Lyrical
Mia: Bitch I answered the phone so apparently she doing something what the Fuck do your irrelevant ass want?
Harmony: tell her I am sorry
Mia: shouldn't you be saying that to me, not my sister. your the whole reason we in this mess. your so fake and I don't want you around my sister or my nephew, I trusted you and I won't let my sister do the same trick.
*Mia Hangs Up*
Lyrical: Let's just head back to the house and me and Mia will cook some food.
