Five young men; through circumstance or chance all growing up in the Brittany Hills Group Home. Ronnie, Carter, Dejon, Valentino and Jace all learn that at the end of the day all they have is each other..........
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By the time you start reading this I'll probably be dead....... don't worry though I'll explain everything; my name is Ronnie don't ask me my last name because nobody knows it.... at least my REAL last name they gave me the last name Jones but I never used it unless I had to. I don't even know if my real name is Ronnie that's just the name they gave me when I was left in the hospital bathroom, but I don't need pity or sympathy I was good as long as I had my boys, my brothers. We all had different reasons for being in the Brittany Hills Group Home, basically it was because no one wanted us.... but I came to learn I needed them. First there was Dejon; he was the oldest and had been there the longest but he was close to phasing out more than anyone he's like my big brother because we've been through hell and back together.... so many people coming and leaving the group home; staff (more on them later), other dudes who came and went, The Great Fire of '09, The Summer Riot, I was there when his ex had a miscarriage in the bathroom, he was there when I got into with them niggas in House Two..... This was my brother and he knew things about me that no one else knew but they'd learn soon enough. Then there was Valentino..... A self described 'pretty boy' his story was complicated because out of the five of us he was the only that actually had a family; he was the type who spent more time in the mirror than he did anything else...... but in truth he was probably the toughest of us all. Next up was Jace....... he's extra to say the least......... Finally there was newest person in the house, Carter......... no comment.
"Ron-Ron wake your ass up it's time for school......" Dejon said smacking me with a pillow, I rolled over and looked at the clock it was 5:45 in the morning.... I fuckin hated school with a passion and if it wasn't for basketball I probably would've been dropped out. "Get your ass up Mr. Collins is taking us and you know his ass will leave us." Dejon said irritated as he walked into the bathroom. Mr. Collins was a fuckin pervert there would be times we'd be out back playing basketball and I swear he'd be watching us from the window. Jace swears he caught him smelling a pair of of Valentino's boxers one day but Jace was always stretching the truth.
"Fuckin Junior Year...... I swear I'm just ready to be done with school already." I complained.
"Yeah well you're taking your ass to college even if I gotta take your ass to every single class; you are too damn smart and too damn talented to be wasting your life because you're too damn lazy." Dejon washing his face.
"Glad to see y'all are up....." Jace said walking into the room and sitting on the bed. Jace was flamboyant to say the least but he was also funny as fuck and as always dressed to impress. "Hurry up Rondell (I hate that name) I don't want to be waiting on your ass.... my audience needs me and my dick is thirsting for new thug booty." Jace said prancing out of the room, Jace was as gay as they came but he swore he was a 'vers top'. I got up and walked into the second bathroom where Valentino was lining up his hair and telling himself how sexy he was.
"Are you really going to piss while I'm standing here?" He asked.
"Nigga it's not like you haven't seen my dick before....." I said and he started laughing.
