Troubled teens Cuba & Honduras are sent to ATL from Chicago 🌃. They have been through hell and are adjusting to this new & better lifestyle. Little do we know, both Cuba and Honduras are in for huge surprises. Follow through their journeys of lies...
"Mama I don't wanna go today!" Indya whined with her squeaky voice in the backseat. I rolled my eyes as I continued to focus on the road. I tapped my fingers on the steering wheel as I came to a stop light.
"Mama you hear me?"
"Yeah I hear you but I'm not listening to you. I ain't spend all that money on these dance classes for you to skip any of them. So sit back and be quiet Indya." I said strictly to her as I shook my head. I looked at her through the mirror and watched her sit back in her car seat and fold her arms.
I pulled into a Starbucks drive thru and ordered a muffin & sweet tea for Indya & a pressed juice for myself. I try not to let her eat any fast food but I know she hungry and I don't want her having another thing to whine and complain about. I went thru the windows getting her food then handed it to her before pulling off.
"Thanks mommy." She said before digging into the bag.
"You're welcome." I shook my head as I drank the juice from my cup. I don't understand how this little girl is so small when all she does is eat, and she loves to eat. After a while I pulled up to the dance studio and thankfully Indya was finished with her large muffin.
"Unbuckle your self." I said as I took my seat belt off. I got out the car then opened the backdoor behind me.
"Hey little man." I smiled down at my son Jordan. He was playing on his tablet & drinking from my Starbucks drink that I didn't want anymore. He shot a smile at me & I took a quick picture of him.
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"Hi mommy." He said as he watched me unbuckle him from his car seat. I grabbed the cup, pulled him out the car then placed him on my hip, & walked to the other side of the car & opened the door for Indya. She jumped out and we walked across the parking lot to the studio.
"You know the drill. Stand against that wall." I said to her. She sighed before standing against the wall and holding up her fingers with a smile. I took it then showed it to her.
"You are too much pretty girl." I said as I posted the picture to Instagram.
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