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I woke up the Next morning with a smile on my face. I was in a really in a good mood. I got out the bed and knocked on Paris bedroom door to wake her up.

“Good morning Paris” I said sitting at the end of her bed.

“Morning treasure” She said yarning.

“Why the hell you so happy...Did he butter your biscuit last night?” Paris said smiling.

“I really wish you would stop saying that shit” I said laughing

“And no he didn’t “Butter my Biscuit” he took me to his house where he hang out with his friends” I said

“Who he be hanging with” Paris said

“Ummm Jordan and X they cool as a bitch. We were all playing mortal kombat and shit.”

“Jordan and X?”  Paris repeated

“Yea the boy that made that Milly rock song and aren’t you a fan of X or listen to his music? I said

"PLAYBOICARTI AND XXTENTACION! YOU WHERE PLLAYING MORTAL KOMBAT WITH THEM” Paris screamed. I could tell she had just fanned out.

“Yes Paris do you want to meet them?” I asked her smiling

“Hell yea I do” Paris yelled bouncing on her bed.

I heard my phone ringing in my room. So I got of Paris bed and ran in my room.

“In coming Ft call : Symere” displayed on my phone. I let it ring two times before accepting the call.

Me: Heyy

Symere: good morning baby girl, how you sleep last night?

Me: I slept real nice.

Symere: you look beautiful as always.

Me: you don’t look to bad your self

Symere: Haahaaa

Me: Oh I almost forgot, Paris wants to meet X and Jordan shes a huge fan.

Symere: Who’s Paris

Me: uhhh my friend

Symere: Oh yeah … Yea she can meet them well just swing by maybe hang out a lil bit.

Me: Okay that’s cool

Symere: Itee baby girl. See you in a few

                     Call ended

“Paris they coming over so go look sexy” I yelled in the hall

“You serious?” Paris yelled back

“ Yes bitch why would I lie”

I was getting ready to hop in the shower but I got interrupted by a knock at the door. I just know it can’t be them that fast. I opened my door to see my fine ass neighbor standing at the door.

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