A Different Kind Of Love

Chapter 1

            Darrious POV
My brother Andre wakes me up for the third time this morning, this time with a bucket of ice making me jump up ready to swing.

" I dare you! You think you old enough to beat me now nigga?" My brother said as he squared up with me.

I look at him pissed off, but all I can do is laugh at how stupid he looked in that tight ass suit trying to square up on me. He eventually starts laughing with me as I sit back on my bed

"Nah hell nah get yo lil bad ass up, I'm not getting another call from principle carter saying you been late again" he said

"man shut up i'm getting up you expect me to just hop up at 6'o clock in the morning?" I asked him looking through my notifications from last night and this morning

"well you did just hop up when I threw that ice bucket alarm on that ass!" He said, laughing like it was funniest thing in the world. I glared at him, as he kept laughing dramatic as fuck.

"It's not even that fucking funny, get the fuck out so I can get dressed gay ass nigga".

He stopped laughing and glared at me and this time I started rolling laughing falling off my bed doing the extras

"yeah alright lil bitch you got 30 minutes to be dressed and downstairs in my car" he said as he was walking out of my bedroom door. I finished scrolling through all my messages from my hoes and my customers and looking at my snapchat messages before I finally get up and start getting dressed.

He said I got 30 minutes to get dressed I only needed 20 so I took my time to find the right outfit for the day. Finally I decide on my true religions a regular grey T-Shirt with my grey Queens hoodie and brown Timberlands, I never overdressed when I went to school because I didn't want to be there anyway so who was I there to impress, I put my outfit on my bed and go to smoke a quick blunt and take a shower. I smoked in my bathroom because it was in my room and I had a window so the smoke went out so Dre couldn't smell it, I don't know why he had this big obsession with not smoking weed it's not like it ever killed anybody.

20 minutes later I'm walking downstairs high as fuck and find Andre finishing his breakfast "where's mine?" I asked him

"In the fridge where mine was before I took it out to cook it" he said not looking up from his phone. I smacked my lips and got a granola bar out the cabinet and a water out of the fridge.

"That's not a balanced breakfast" Dre said laughing finally putting his phone down and walking to put his plate in the sink.

I glared at him "well if somebody would've thought about his favorite little brother when he cooked breakfast I would've had a balanced breakfast" I said grabbing a apple out of the fridge and walking to the door of the kitchen.

Andre followed me grabbing his jacket off of the coat rack "well if yo black ass got up in enough time then maybe you could make yourself some breakfast, but until then you can continue to eat that dry ass breakfast bar" he pointed to my breakfast bar as I unwrapped it.

"yeah whatever bitch"

As I walked to his 2017 Mercedes-Benz C-Class Cabriolet I was texting my partner Josh telling him I would be in front of the school in about 20 minutes and where to meet me, when I looked up I met eyes with the most stuck up bitch at my school catching her staring at me. I stare back at her until she turns her head to get into her car, I continued staring at her admiring her thick ass thighs and I wonder if she ever let a nigga hit before. 

"Dee did you hear me?" I heard my brother ask snapping me out of my trance as we got in the car.

"nah what you say?" I said laughing at my thought