Anya & Tori in MM
*Lon'Dyn POV*
One year later
"Girl will you answer yo damn phone !" Johnni whispered to me during class.
"My bad damn I ain't feel it." I reached down and grabbed my phone out my bag and realized it was Anya calling me.
"Girl what do she want ?"
"I don't know this the 4th time & she know I'm in class."
I got up and grabbed my things and headed for the door.
"Ms.Carter where are you going ?"
"I'm sorry professor family emergency."
"Where is your test ?"
"Oh I'm sorry. Here you go I finished it."
I handed him my test then walked out of the class I'm kinda of happy to be out of there it ain't like we do shit anyway. When I got outside I called her back.
*Phone call too Anya 😒👿*
"You called me ?."
"Oh yea."
*Awkward Silence*
"You gone tell me why or nah Anya I just left class for you."
"Girl calm down !"
"Anya tell me what you want or imma hang up."
"D in the hospital and he wanted me too tell you."
"What why ? What hospital ?"
"Los Angelo's Medical Center."
"I'm on my way Anya."
*end of Convo*
Anya is DeAndre new girl. I strongly dislike this girl ! I sweah she only in it for the long run she thinks that if me makes it pro she will just be able to buy everything. She a fuckin gold digger fam she even tried to get him to stop being cool with me. Like really what type of shit is that. I only put up with ha cus because if DeAndre cus if it wasn't for him I would of been beat the attitude out that bitch.
As I was leaving the the parking lot of the school I remembered I had to go pick up Micah from school.
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"Can we get ice cream nooka ? Bella might like that." He said pulling on my hand.
"We can get a big gallon after we leave okay."
"Okay sissy."
"Hi excuse me can you tell me what room DeAndre Bennett is in please ?" The woman at the front desk just stared at me for a second then pointed to the room.
"Um thanks I guess."
I walked to the room with Micah holding my hand but once I opened the door Micah ran over and climbed in the bed with DeAndre.
"DeAndre is you okay ?"
"Yea I just twisted my ankle." I turned around and looked at him with the most annoyed look on my face.
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Too Much (Urban)
Teen FictionToo Much is the sequel to my other story Too Fast. Please read that one first or you will be lost. BOOK 2