Ride Or Die

Introduction.

Cameron Marley

Why the hell are we moving now? I was born in Harlem, raised in Harlem, and would still be living in Harlem. My whole life revolves around Harlem. To me, I personally think if you from and I mean really from Harlem, you're probably a hard shell. Besides, Im leaving a lot behind. Leaving my crew, the trap house, and you know, leaving Harlem, New York. Then we are going to Atlanta, in the car. Which is even worst. So i'll do me a favor and kill myself just about now.

Im sorry, let me apologize, I started by shittin'on y'all. Let me start off by introducing myself. My name is Cameron, Cameron Marley. I'm 17 years old, in the 12th grade. I honestly walk around doing shit, until I get caught. Getting in trouble is my high subject. Let's just say I'm one of those people your parents dont want you to be around. My parents dont know nothing about me as much anymore. Everything started becoming like this since I was 7 years old when my sister died. She was the only person I would talk to. Left me with my brother, my dad, and my mom. Every since then, I've been smoking and stuff. Drinking. Dealing. I will do anything for money actually, well not like sex. I'm still a virgin. Which is one good thing about me.

You can say I'm rich for my age. I got mad bread. Get the money by mostly selling and trapping. Real talk, I'm head boss. My ex boyfriend use to run things and I was his main. But he got shot and died, the next person was doing things so grimy. So I simply took over. Every since then, the gang has changed for the better, no shade to my ex though. Furthermore, I haven't dated anyone, because at the end of the day, they gon leave you in some way. I'm the biggest drug dealer in the NY, Big M I call myself. M for money. I got the M' since it was the beginning letter of my last name. It kind of worked with me, because my name is Cameron, no one would suspect me. I mean why would they? I'm a girl, I'm short, and apparently 'incapable'. So most of my victims think I am a male until they're on their death bed.

Right now its 12:45, and we are moving into our new house. Well should I just say, they are moving into the new house. I'm just sitting by the backyard door, strolling down my twitter feed.

"Cameron!" My mom said walking towards the door as her heels clacked against the wooden floor.

"What ma." I growled under my breath and turned towards her.

She frowned and shook her head.

"Yes, mother." I said as I put together a fake smile.

"We are almost done, bringing in all the furniture. We're going to enroll you and your brother in school, hopefully you can start tomorrow."

"Okay, lemme take a quick shower first." I sighed getting up and walking upstairs with my stuff.

I got out the shower and stared at myself in the mirror. I be so in love with myself. Its always about me, me, and me. I put my hair up in a messy bun and strolled to my closet filled with shoes. My shoes take up like 3/4 of my closet. I put on my black short sleeve shirt and gray sweats. Orange KDs, gold necklace, gold bracelets, and my gold MK watch. I started doing my hair, all I did was take it out the messy bun it was in and started the process of straightening. I fix my bucket hat on right as I started to put on my makeup and perfume. I was debating on whether or not to bring my black MK purse also, because I usually only bring it when I'm doing some undercover work. I'll hold out on it though.

"I was just about to come upstairs to get you. Are you ready?" My dad said meeting half way down the stairs.

"Yeah, I'm ready."

As me and my family walked to the car, I started thinking about how badly I wanted my own car. You see, I can get it myself, but my parents would be asking a thousand and one questions about how I got it. We soon approached the Brister High's parking lot and I immediately recognized the school's colors. Blue, white, and yellow were painted on the bricks. The minute we walked inside, my mom took lead to the front office.

"Hi, I'm Mrs. Marley. Sheryl Marley. We talked on the phone."

"Yes, about enrolling Cameron and Derrick Marley in."

"Yes."

"Okay to the back please." My parents followed her to the back leaving me with my brother.

"You better not get us kicked out this school, its looks kinda cool." He joked and elbowed me in the side.

As I shoved him back I replied.

"I'll do what I want and ain't no one gon stop me." I smirked and put a piece of gum in my mouth.

30 minutes later my mom and dad walked back out with an ass-load of papers in their hands.

"Off To Walmart For School Supplies!!!!" My mom started squealing as soon as we walked back outside.

I don't know why she is so excited.

Lord, take me now.