Armani Hartfeild a 18 year old teen who never lived her life as a normal average teen, due to the fact that he father (Paul Hartfeild) is one of the biggest pastors in the City of Brenthills (Made Up Place). She's done nothing in her life but be the...
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Armani is my best friend and I love the bitch to death, but as long as I've known her, she has done nothing for herself. Every move she made was because her father told her to, or it was a move she knew her father would want her to make. She's never followed Armani's heart and it bugs the fuck out of me. I was surprised she ended up going to DeAngelo's party, but then again I know she had to tell a lie. She is old enough and grown enough to do as she pleases, but she's been stuck in this "daddy knows best" mindset, and I know just how to break her out of it. Just watch me.
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Today was finally Friday, and I was ready for the weekend. I had something planned, and I knew it was going to be a success. I kicked the bed where Armani was still fast asleep. She jumped up opening one eye. I couldn't help by laugh, and hug her before she struck back. "This is how you wake me up?" She asked in her sweet sleepy voice. She is truly beautiful to me, and so innocent. I really love my best friend, but she's more like a sister to me. "I'm sorry." I laughed, "but it's time to get up. We have school in a hour and a half baby girl." "Eww don't call me that." She cringed. "Why not crybaby?" She got up and went to turn the shower water on. "Because DeAngelo calls me that." "Girl quit playin'. You know damn well you like it when he call yo ass that. Yo light skin ass blushin right now." "Go on with that mess Laysia." I laughed as she waved me off entering the bathroom.
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I was in fourth period with DeAngelo and Kai, and they were hella annoying. They always do this, to get kicked out, then complain about they bullshit ass grades. I saw a balled up paper land on my desk. I rolled my eyes and opened the paper. It was weed inside the paper and at the top in bold letters, someone written, "pass along, and don't get caught". I balled the paper back up, and threw it across the room. It landed on some other girls desk. She opened and did the same. DeAngelo and Kai started this game, and they do this almost every other period. The paper was passed along the room successfully back to it's rightful owner without anyone being caught. The last period was seminar but since I'm in cheer and drill team, I had to meet the crew on the field for practice. I was beyond tired and ready to go.
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DeAngelo
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I decided to ditch my seminar and go on the football field to watch the team practice. I always had a passion for football, but somehow I ended up playing basketball. I thought about trying out for the team, but by the time I made my decision I was too late. I don't really care though, because I got too much going on in my life already to focus on a sport. I sat on the second row of bleachers, and watched as the team did their daily warm ups. I looked down the field where I hear a group of girls screaming, and it so happened to be the cheer and drill team squad. I smiled knowing Armani was down there, but I didn't wanna come off as a stalker or a pest, so I kept my distance, but glanced over there a few times.
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School was out, and I walked out to my car. I was going to the trap today to make some money. I had PLENTY, but I needed more. I wanted more. I closed my trunk after placing my backpack in there. I turned when I heard a horn. Armani's white Jeep Grand Cherokee stopped beside me. She rolled her window down, and slowly slide her Gucci shades off her face. "Where you off to?" I shrugged, because I didn't want to tell her the truth. "Kick it with a few people and make some money. How about yourself ?" "Home. I need to check on a few things before I head back to Malaysia's." I nodded. "Well I'ma let you go. I'll hit you up tonight." "Alright, and next time say something to me instead of staring." I laughing knowing she saw me looking at her during her practice. "Sure thing." After that, she drove off, and I went my way.
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Armani
I unlocked the house door, noticing my dad sitting on the couch watching Judge Judy. I shut the door and walked over to the brown plush couch, taking a seat beside him. As the couch sunk in, he looked over at me. "How was school?" He asked as if he were actually interested. "It was like any other day. Long and tiring, but I always manage to make it out alive." He let out a slight chuckle and I did the same. There was a silence that filled the house, and it was a awkward silence. "So what did you do today?" I asked trying to break it. "Just get my sermon ready for this Sunday, you know church is longer due to it being the first Sunday of the month?" I nodded. "Yeah, but I'ma go upstairs. I'm heading back over to Malaysia's house. She wants me to go with her to the mall tomorrow to pick out the perfect dress for the dinner party when her parent return from the anniversary trip. Is that fine with you?" I asked standing up. "As long as you call when you get there and let me know your okay every now and then." I nodded. "I will, thanks. I'll be back down in a few. I felt so guilty for going to DeAngelo's party then having to lie to my father's face about it. Then I lie again about this weekend trip. We're actually going to the beach, for something Malaysia had planned. I was actually nervous one day my dad would find out, but I hope it isn't any time soon.
