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Trinity Carter

This is Alina😍

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This is Alina😍

"So you going home for the weekend?" Alina asked.

"With Josiah?" Alina questioned again. I looked over at her and nodded.

"You getting turned out." She shrugged. I dropped my carry-on bag, on the floor.

"No, I won't. We actually going to visit his great aunt on his mother's side. I am just going to support him."  I said sternly she rolled her eyes.

"Man, listen. You leave celibate and return   impregnated." she laughed. At that point I knew it was time for her to leave.

"Don't you need to call your man, and discuss who's place y'all staying at?" I asked with a smirk on my face. She straight faced me.

"See he ain't my man, matter-a-fact he's not a man. He's a boy, my little boy toy at that. Call him by his title next time boo." Alina snapped as she puckered her lips and tilted her head. I laughed so hard. Alina and Chastity has the same personality. I guess my mom was right when she says that Chastity acts like my fathers did of people.

"You should take this shirt with you." Alina said holding up a really old T-shirt that Josiah left at my house. After that whole draft thing I started wearing it sleep on a regular. I mainly wore it whenever I missed him. Which was a lot especially when he up and left after breaking up with me.

"No, why would I take it?" I asked.

"Wear it and show his ass just how all we ate and track and puberty filled you out a little bit." Alina said as she smacked my butt. I was getting a little thicker, not much but I had some stretch marks on my butt now.

"You do know that we won't be staying at the same place, I'll be at my mom's and he'll be at his dad's house."

"Ya'll grown get a hotel."

"Bitch we can barely afford Popeye's, how you expect up to afford a hotel."

"Josiah's working."

"Yeah and his whole check goes to his son." I said as I folded a bunch of sweats.  I grabbed my shoes and placed in the bag.

"Damn, ask his coach to buy ya'll a hotel room."

"How?" I asked.

"The same damn way, coach bought the tickets for ya'll but this time you go. And put that booty on him." She said as she stood up and started popping. I threw a T-shirt at her.

"I can't stand you." I said as I tried to zip my bag up. I heard a knock at the door.

"Alina, can you get the door please?" I asked she nodded. She popped up and walked out of my room. I finally got my bag closed and got a little thirsty.

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