Twinning✨

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Wassup y'all! My name is Yasmine Monea West. But you can call me Yass. I'm 17 and I stand at 5'6 and thick. In all the right places of course. I have brown eyes, a fat axs, big boobs to go with, and naturally curly hair. I get my curly hair from my dad's side. That n*gga was white.

Anyways! I like to party & smoke. Unlike, my twin sister Jasmine. She a lame. She'll party every now and then but she don't smoked. But she drink like a damn FISH! That's Bae though.

Jasmine's POV

Hey y'all, I'm Jasmine Renee West. But they call me Jass. My twin pretty much summed it up on how I look. Only thing that's different is that my hair is naturally straight. My hair comes from my mammee.

I party but I think that work should come before play. I'm an A B student. And love to drink. But Yass smokes, nasty!

Yass and I live alone. When we were 8 our dad died. Then Nikki (our mother) got remarried when we made 10. After me and Yass turned 13, him and his friends started raping us. We told Nikki but she'll just beat us cause she thought we was lying. Once Jerry (stepdad) found out we told he abused us. So, we had to leave.

We moved to Agusta, Maine. And after that we haven't heard anything from Nikki and Jerry. We still have money left over from what our dad left. Yass, works at McDonald's and I work at Popeye's.

Without my sister I would be lost. She's my everything. But I live in her shadows. We have the same face, but she's the "Pretty One". I'm trying real hard to get out of her shadow and live in my own.

Jasmine's POV

'When A rich nigga want ya. And your nigga can't do nothing for ya. These hoes ain't loyal! These hoes ain't loyal! Yeah, yeah, let me see.'

My phone was letting me know I had a call. I rolled over and looked at the clock. It was 5:48, tf! I lift up and pressed ignored.

Now, I'm fully woke. I ran in Yass room and jumped on the bed.

"B*tch! Get out my room!" Yass screamed. "No. Get up." "Jass, we have school in 3 hours." "Ik. But I'm wide awake. Wanna bake cookies?" I asked while flopping on the bed.

"Really, cookies at six in the morning?" "Yessssssssss!" "Chocolate Chip?" "Hell Yeah, my n*gga!"

We jumped out the bed and ran downstairs into the kitchen. I sorted the cookies, while Yass put them in the oven.

While we was waiting on the cookies Yass finished her homework. She may act dumb but she's really smart.

DINNNNNNNNNG !

The cookies are done. And just in time cause it's 6:23 and school starts at 8:25.

"Cookies done bish!" I yelled to Yass. "Coming hoe!"

We grabbed our cookies and milk,then hit the couch. We turned on the TV to Hip Hop Harry.

"Yass, I love you." "I know n*gga."

I went back eating my cookies but Yass kept looking at me. "What?" "You know Nikki called me yesterday." "Really? What the hell she wanted?" "Idk, she said she just wanted to check up on us." "Oo. That's what up."

"She asked about you too." "Really? What she said?" "How are you doing? And have you ever started dance. I gave her your number. She said she was going to call."

That's who was calling me. Sh*t!