chapter 8|| issa vibe

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Got a vibe, make a young chick turn her neck
Got a vibe, make a cougar wanna spend a check,
Got a vibe, make a Asian want hibachi,
Got a vibe, make a Italian want Versace

-2 chainz
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Kamoni Taleaha Brown

             "So where are we going?" I said looking over at Deo as he drove

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"So where are we going?" I said looking over at Deo as he drove. He wanted to hang out but low key I felt like this was a date.

"Why you asking all'ese questions?" he said taking a quick look at me before turning back towards the road.

"You might be tryna kidnap me"

"Girl you ain't that cute"

I looked at him like he had three heads. He basically just called me ugly in a way. I'm fine as hell. I scoffed, rolling my eyes looking out the window. He did a light chuckle.

"So tell me something about you" he asked pushing my shoulder stopping at a light.

"Um, what is it that you wanna know?"

"Anything"

"Well, I'm 19, I'm in school, I work, I have my own place. I don't think it's nothing interesting about me besides my mom thinking Ian gone never amount to shit" I did a light chuckle and turned back to look out the window.

He was now staring at me until a car behind us honked at us indicating we need to go.

"What makes you feel that way?"

"I don't want to talk about it"

"We all go through shit, I uh, I was born and raised in Miami. My dad, well sperm donor don't fuck with me but I don't give a fuck. You can say I was a mistake. He have another son name Zay, I despise that nigga but I guess that comes from ol boy not wanting to be around. I watched my mama bust her ass to make sure we ate every night, kept a roof over our heads and it only got worst when my grandma got sick, I turned to the streets but as a corner boy it was only so much I was making and the niggas that was round me wasn't loyal" he shrugged his shoulders "fuck em"

That's crazy, everybody has a story but you will never know and that's why I don't judge nobody. I'm not perfect, shit, I scam to pay for school and most of the shit I want but I have a reason. Niggas turn to the street cause they have to not cause they want to. The way this world setup, you would think it would be a honor to live here since we didn't ask to be born but it's hard.

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