Book 4 to My Boo💋
This is the Next Generation for Brandi and Brianna's kids. All grown up and meeting this cruel thing we call "Life", see how they deal with being young adults in a drug-trafficing family business😏
Enjoy🤗
After witnessing the big blow out between my brother and his now baby mama, me and Angel stayed in the cafeteria to talk to him about the...news. He was really emotional too and left just 5 minutes later after she did. We all didn't see that coming..
But on the bright side, I'm a have a niece or nephew coming soon👶💞
So we left as well and went back to the studio to record the final take of our new song called 'Nobody Knows' Tyrone came to support me and my sister brought that asshole with her too. I swear I can't stand that nigga but I'll play nice for now.
"Thanks for coming" I hug Tyrone.
"Of course, I love hearing you sing anyways" he pulls back.
"I sing a little bit but it's Angel who's good at them high notes"
"Oh but still. I'm here to listen to my girl sing...not so much of her sister"
I blushed. "Well I hope you like the song and I should go get dressed"
"Dressed? You gotta get dress to sing?"
"Nigga, I ain't singing in my basketball shorts and beater. I need to increase moral anyways, I'm sure you'll like what I have on too"
"Mm. Lets see it the" he bit dowm his lip, flirting with me.
I chuckle and peck his lips before walking back to my dressing room. On my way there, I see Curtis sitting on one of the couches they had. He looked at me too and this made us have a little bit of a moment. A warning rather, when I gave him a cold look return and proceeded to get changed.
(Curtis's POV)💋
Receiving a cold stare from Armani, I eventually see her walk off and go about her business. I guess she'll always hate me then. But tonight, Angel invited me to come to this studio thing that she'll be singing a new song of hers or something.
And speaking of Angel, I see her exit from out one of the back rooms and approach me in..........Damn.
"Hey, you okay? I'm about to go in" she says.
"Uh--y-yeah" I scratch my head, trying my hardest not to stare at the black jumpsuit and heels get up she had on.
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"You look good--nice. I meant nice.." I look away from the embarrassment.
"Uh thank you"
"Um--you mind if you can ask your sister to stop giving me looks like she's going to cut me?"
