Hi I'm Denise and this is the story of how i got kicked out of my house and ended up in the streets of Detroit with MY 3 month old baby.
I just got my hair done for the rave and i was looking FINEE! I walked out the salon with the song flawless at the back of my mind, the street turned into a runway and GUUURL i was working IT.Boys were looking at me and i was just walking flawlessly when... it started fucking RAINING so my black instinct kicked in and i started running for my life,i finally reached home and thank the Lord my hair was STILL on fleek. I ran upstairs and found some hood rat on my bed eat MY food "Quad what you doing here and who gave the right to eating my food?"(Ok maybe she is not a hood rat,she's my main one)"Shut up so... what are you going to wear at the rave? she said while stuffing Doritos in her face "Well,i bought this pencil skirt" i said while looking for it "look", "eeeww GURL that's too short & tight,how you going to yikie in that?" she said with her dry lips "Biiitch,I-D-G-A-F i'm 14 i think i can show some skin mother Teresa"I said while putting my skirt on "*kmt*Well i'm just saying,anyways this is what i'm wearing"LOOORD i had to hold in my puke,she was wearing a body-con with some unknown tribal marks on it and worst of all,it had long sleeves made out of LEATHER like WTF!?.The thing is she got chest,she has a cake and her face is...well...it's ok,it's like a 7.8/10 maybe a 8 if you back up back a few steps and close your right eye.....and your left ,ok her body is bait but her face is unknown."You look goood girl, let me see how you dance in it"she started to dance like a disabled snake,she was out of beat and there was no music on."Ok how to i look"i was wearing timberland's a black above-knee pencil skirt and a crop top.
"Pfhh..your mom is not going to let you wear that and if your dad sees you in that R.I.P girl.She's right my mom is African-American but she acts more African that American if my skirt don't touch my toenail i'm getting disowned,no boyfriends,no revealing clothing,no attention seeking behavior but unfortunately i was the opposite of that,i Loved raves and my skin was flawless why not show it?Is my body and non of your business,I'm 14 going through puberty and if boys attract me i can't help it huuny.
Ok let's skip a little forward because school was shit.It was RAVE TIME,me and Quad were looking FIERCE or at least one of us.As i entered in the music almost broke my ear drums it was loud and obnoxious but after 5 minutes a found my self wining on random guys,i tried to stay as far away as possible from her,the thing is EVERY school was there and you have to represent your school and look buff,but she was just a side chick at least i thought...
It started to get hot so i decided to go and get a drink and that's when i meet Tyrone,FECK he is so buff,Tall round 5'8,perfect smile,green eyes, caramel skin swag on point,he honestly seemed like a dream i would not be able to remember when i woke up and that dream was walking up to me."Hey was gwan'n?i decided to play hard to get "Nothing much,just getting a drink" i said trying not to get lost in his eyes "itee" "i noticed your eyes are green are yo mixed raced?"That came out my mouth quicker that if went through my brain, ugh i felt so stupid"Nah i'm fully black someone in my dad's side was white and had green eyes,so i guess i got his eyes"i didn't know what to say,but i didn't need to think hard cause.HERE COMES QUAD LOOKING RATCHET AS ALWAYS TO FUCKING COCK BLOCK *kmt*....
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Life in the hood
RomanceThis is the story of how i ended up in the streets of Detroit with my 3 month old baby,at the age of 14,this is not what i wanted to be,addicted to crack,broke,you know what... fuck Tyrone i don't need he's ass anyways,and fuck Quad with her fucking...