Twitta// Z.M

Forty-Five

BRUH. I love seeing people who are from where I am from💖

I think I've mentioned it before but half of my family is Cape Verdean🇨🇻😛 My mom's great grandfather moved to the USA from there✨

Looking at me, you can't really tell because I'm mixed with also black (other places)and white on my dad's side. But my mom has that light skin creole look about her lmao😂

The reason I brought this up is bc I was mindlessly scrolling through my husband, Pooch Hall's instagram and was plotting a way to kill his wife bc no, he's mines. But then under one of his posts he said that she is Cape Verdean🇨🇻... I guess we can share😂🤷🏾‍♀️

But anywayssssss, Where are u guys' families from?

UNEDITED ASF
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Justine's POV (Ima try to make this chapter hella long lmao)

"Okay, So I made a check-list for us so that we don't forget anything. First we gotta go get our outfits for the party later, we have to pickup the balloons, we have to get the cake at 2 and then we gotta go get the drinks. You sure you just wanna order some pizza and not buy no chips or nothing?" I plopped down on the couch next to Kamari.

Planning birthday parties have forever been my thing. Ever since I was about 13, I always planned Kamari and I's birthdays. I even planned D.J's 21st birthday.

It was something about birthday parties that always had me hype.

"Okay, okay. Did you already make a list for who's coming? And no I don't wanna buy those damn people no chips, they lucky they getting some motherfücking pizza" I rolled my eyes and pushed her shoulder.

"Yes I have the list dummy. Now get your fat ass up and get dressed so that we can go do this stuff." I hopped up off the couch before she could reply and walked back to my room, closing the door behind me.

"Something told me it was over, when I saw you and her talking. Something deep down in my soul said cry girl, when I saw you and that girl, walking around.." I sang quietly while walking to my closet.

Now to find an outfit.

I flicked through shirts upon shirts, body suits upon body suits until I finally decide on a cute puma body suit that I had received weeks ago in the mail.

I put my hair up in a bun and combed out my bangs before flat-ironing them quickly.

"I need to re-dye my hair today, ew" I whispered to myself before looking myself over once more.

Slipping on my all white pumas and grabbing my Moschino studded book bag, I left my room and went back into the living room.

Thankfully, Kamari had listened and gotten herself ready.

"Damn baby, can I have ya number??" I flipped her off before she stood from the couch and we walked out the door.

"Where'd you say the party was gonna be at?" Kamari asked and pressed the down button on the elevator.

"So you know that lil Trap House thing they had in Atlanta??" (Pic uptop id you don't know what I'm talking about)

"Yea, the one that you could get ya nails done in and they had the church service and all that??" She asked and I nodded.