?:Khailah get up and get ready!
Khailah: *groans and rollsover* im up im up.
Dad leaves the room.
Let me introduce myself my name is Khailah Torres. I live with my dad and my dad said my mom was a crack head and left me when I was 3.
Also Im 19 years old.
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I get up off of my bed to go do all of my hygene. After my hygene I went to my closet to get dressed. I grabbed a pair of black leggings, a neon yellow tank from PINK with the word 'pink' in the front in black. Also a black north face fleece. For my shoes I wore my all neon yellow air max (to the side)
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After getting dressed I grabbed my pink elite backpack. Then ran outside to my all black Escalade. My dad works as a "lawyer" so he gets good money. I really dont care about all the money I just wish he would act like a regular father and be around more instead of being at work all the time.I hopped in my car & turned on my radio. Right away "Type Of Way" by Rich Homie Quan came on.And I drove off.
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When I pulled up everyone tried to "ignore" me.I dont know why everyone ignores me its like they were told to. Why would somoone do that, they must be a very childish person, I mentally shrugged.
As I walked to my locker I saw Rich and his crew walking my way.
"Sh.t" I whispered and started walking faster.
Rich: Aye aye Khailah why you running!
Khailah: What Rich. I said while stopping and facing him
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Was it good?
Ill update later.
Tay
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Hurt (An August Alsina FanFiction)
FanfictionKhailah and her crazy life. (Was originally "Helpless") Book 1