18????: 2018

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Taymor|TayK 🐉

"Damn, we always somewhea going to a party." I straight faced Santana.

"Shut up hoe, they paying you."

"Not enough." I mumbled. I was going to a big ass New Years party that some people at school were throwing. "But money is money."

"Damn right." He smiled.

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- Stop playing

-you already know what it is 💦👅

🍫👸🏾: man 🤣 we gone see 😍😘

-YOU gone see. 🙂 LDS

🍫👸🏾: Wtf is that

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-Style.

🍫👸🏾: I'm blocking you.

-Love you 😂

🍫👸🏾: Dont text me until 2018 💀

- Bettt📌

"What got you ova thea smiling like that?"

"Don't worry bout it." I snap, mugging him. He looked taken aback. I sighed and shook my head.

"My bad. I just don't feel like preforming tonight bruh. Imma be off the stage by midnight, right?"

"Right." He nodded, but I know this nigga still didn't know. That's why I ain't want Santana doing this manager type shit for me in the first place. He was slow to tell me I even had a show in the first place. I had to throw some shit together last minute.

"I can already tell this shit finna be wild."

"Nigga—I'm not preforming outside in this cold ass weather! This is a NYE party, not Coachella! We not watching the ball or the damn peach drop." I mugged him as we pulled up to the mounds of people outside.

"Chill, you performing inside. They just waiting in the bouncer to come and let them in. They charging." I just sighed and shook my head. We jumped out his car and went around the back of the venue, seeing a bunch of people setting up and some of the rappers from our town chilling.

"Ayo, What's poppin' Tay?" Some dude came up and greeted me like he knew me.

"Wassup?" I just dapped him up and tried not to have an annoyed ass look on my face.

"You must don't remember me?" .

Clearly not, nigga

"Uh, nah man." I said kind of dry.

"I'm Pimp's little brother!" I furrowed my eyebrows and looked a little closer.

"Holy shit..." I laughed and dapped him up again.

"Ian seen you in forever my nigga!" Jamal was just a little younger than me. He was like 16 now.

"Right! How ya brother, man?" I haven't seen Pimp since we got into a fight out on his street. Side note: I beat his ass.

"Still actin' like a hoe ass nigga." He shook his head.

"Man, tell him I said stop being a bitch and text me."

"AYE, TAY K GET HERE YET?"

"Right here bruh." I say, holding a finger up.

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