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T O M B O Y [tom-boi]-Is a girl who exhibits characteristics or behaviors considered typical of a boy, including wearing masculine clothing and engaging in games and activities that are physical in nature and are considered in many cultur...
New York, Manhattan. January 5th,2017 Dahlia (Da-lee-a
Nigga, this is what that jungle do
you been plotting nigga, wasn't you?
I shoulda' never even fuck with you
Yeah, I started in the back, had to skip the line know
I'ma keep that shit a stack
Till my fucking time go
Nigga's throw you in the shade
'Cause they wanna shine, no
Nigga throw me in the grave
In the Ferragamo
Man I can't believe they killed my fucking bro Quando
Shit was so deep, I had to say it with my eyes closed
That shit made me wanna treat a nigga like he John Doe
Nine on me Rondo
Now that nigga John Doe
Huh?
This is all I ever wanted, nigga
Why would I let you take it from me, nigga?
I ain't stupid , ain't no dummy, nigga
A couple fingers on a couple triggers
Fuck wit you why would I fuck wit you?
You been plotting nigga, wasn't you?
I shoulda' been watching from the jump wit you
Fuck it, this is what that jungle do
Rapping along to the song as I take a couple of pictures in the mirror, I kept posing then I heard the doorbell ring downstairs.
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Hopping off the counter, I walked out of the bathroom into my room, I have a bathroom conjoined to my bedroom. Cutting the music off as I walked past the speaker and out the room with my phone still in hand. I wonder who this could be, I trailed down the stairs to the front door, opening the door I roll my eyes smiling coming face to face with a person that gave me a headache every time he was around.
"Don't you have a key big head?" I ask my long-life best friend, as I walk away from the door to the kitchen.
"Well hella' to ya too tight eyes." He says closing the door behind him then followed behind me into the kitchen.
"Shut up, I've been waiting on you for hours. It took you that long to put on that ugly outfit?" Giggling, I grabbed a Gatorade out of my refrigerator then turned back around to glance at him from head to toe.
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My best friend is fine I will admit that we don't get down like that he's like another brother to me. I just like to mess around with him, hurt his feelings real quick.
"Mannnn D gone somewhea', you kno damn well I look good." He said letting his deep New Orleans accent seep through his words as he goofily crouched down posing throwing up random signs with his fingers.
I laughed, he is so stupid.
"Ight Ight, don't get your panties in a bunch boy." Walking over to him he stood up as I pulled him into a hug he wrapped his arms around my neck as I wrap my arms around his torso hugging him tightly. I love my best friend more than anything in this world, he's been by my side since 5th grade. He has been out of town for a couple of days, which I know why. He knows I don't like it, he has a legit business and he could lose it for this dumb-ass drug shit on the side.
"Lia? What's wrong love?" He asks softly rocking us back and forth.
"I just missed you, you know the shit you do on the side E, I sometimes think you won't come home, and if you do you'll be in a body bag," I mumble in response. I don't care what anyone says, I act like a big baby when it comes to him. You know the saying we are as close as two peas in a pod, some people thought we dated because of how close we are, but we never did anything of the sort.
I don't think of him in any sexual way he's like a brother to me like I said before, scratch that he is.
Sighing softly "I know Lia, I told you I'm not going anywhere and I meant that ok?" He released me from his hold, holding me at arm's length looking me in the eyes.
Nodding, I smile softly, I trusted him hold heartily.
"Ok come on let's go get chubby cheeks as you like to call him. That corny shit, he gone be a real nigga like his pops." He laughed while walking to the front door holding it open for me, my eyes lit up when he said that. Ej has a 1-year-old son named JJ, the mother isn't in the picture. I treat him like my own, he's the cutest little chubby baby. EJ didn't like me babying him but I wasn't listening to the bullshit he was spitting.
I grabbed my backpack off the counter as I ran out of the front door to Ej's range rover.
"Stop running girl!" He yells behind me, laughing locking my front door behind him then walking over to his car getting in, he soon pulled out of my driveway as we headed towards his mom's house.
End Scene. (Excuse the mistakes) COMMENT & VOTE PLZ!
Short Chapter😩, sorry I'm trying to get ready. (longer chapters coming soon)
