My alarm went off as I woke up and arose from my bed. I look over at phone and it read 6:30 pm. "Time to get ready..." I mumbled to myself getting out of my bed and going into my bathroom. I started brushing my teeth when I got an incoming FaceTime call from Brandon.
"Bitch is you getting ready?" He asked with his nostrils all up in the camera.
"You see me getting ready right now, right?" I said lifting my head up and tilting my head to the side.
"Yeah yeah yeah. What are you wearing?"
"You'll see when we pick you up."
"Fine, well I'll see you later then sis."
"I ain't no gir—" I tried to get out but he already hung up. He already knows I hate being called sis. Call me 'bro' instead of sis...I'm a whole boy thanks. I finally finished brushing my teeth and grabbed my phone, scrolling to find a song. I finally decided on listening to some Mila J. I connected my phone to my speaker and turned the shower.
"I'm in airplane mode I don't need no drama." She sung in her song, "Kickin' back" as I lathered my towel up in a soap. I finally finished taking my shower and was now drying off. I slid on my Tommy Hilfiger briefs and sat on my bed staring over at the suit.
"Where the hell's the iron board?" I said to myself walking around our house in my draws.
"Boy I know you better put some clothes on." My mom said scaring the shit out of me. I hurried up and ran into one of our guest rooms and grabbed a random robe in the closet.
"Umm, where's the uhh—" I was about to say iron board but she cut me off.
"It's in the closet." She said and walking away. What is with people cutting me off today? I went and grabbed the iron board and brought it in my room, beginning to iron my clothes. "Incoming FaceTime call from 'babe, kissy face, kissy face, heart eyes—'" ANSWER IT!" I said cutting it off. It always reads out the emojis. I think my speakers broke to be honest.
"Wassup baby you gettin rea—" I look up to see why he got quiet and he's just staring at me through the camera, biting his lip.
"What? What's wrong." I said setting down the iron and looking at him.
"Nothing...it's just...you're just fine as fuck." He said with his eyes roaming all of the camera.
"I swear you're extra." I said laughing and rolling my eyes. Had me thinking something was wrong with me. I took a minute to look at him and I noticed he was still under the covers.
"Ummm sir, aren't you suppose to be getting ready?" I asked glaring at him. He just laughed.
"I'm about to get ready babe sheesh, I already took a shower and everything." He said throwing the covers off his body, showing off the tattoo on his chest. I finally finished ironing my clothes and I grabbed my phone.
"I'm about to get dress...sooo I'm hanging up now." I said with my thumb hovering over the red button.
"Wait whyyyy, I wanna see you get dress." He said smirking.
"Boy bye." I said laughing and hanging up. I put on my suit, and then I put on the necklace that Zach gave me a while ago. After that, I grabbed my Gucci 'guilty' and squirted it on my neck, wrist, and my clothes. "I look good as fuck." I said looking at myself in my body mirror. I grabbed my phone off my bed and took a few snaps and posted it on Snapchat and Instagram. I stuck my phone in my pocket, along with my wallet and house keys. I was about to walk out, until I remembered something. "Can't for get this." I said grabbing my Tac Force rainbow pocket knife. My mom gave this to me as a gift a couple years back and it became very useful. Hopefully, I don't have to use it tonight though.
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Abnormal life
Teen Fiction"I will find you and I WILL kill you, over and over if I can, faggot". Those were the last words I heard from my father as we fled away from his house. I thought that was going to be the last time I ever saw him, but I was very wrong... BxB Exp...
