Sugar

4. Better

How did I get rich? Well my dad was a major drug dealer. He sold everything but majority of his profit came from weed and heroine. Dad had the best weed in the city. He had customers of all races coming for his shit. Even I smoked some of his shit. Dad didn't really care if I did smoke. He was more interested in making his money anyway. When he got his income where he wanted it he opened up a legit business and stopped selling drugs. He opened a bar. But there was a shoot out and it got shut down the same year dad died. But dad still spoiled us before he died. He always spoiled us. It was to make up for his outrageous temper. Cause he would get mad and break shit. He was angry all my life and I never knew why.

I got up early the next morning. I walked in Kyle and Nyah's room. Both of them were ready.
"Ty bought groceries for us." Kyle said.
"Ok Ima make breakfast when I'm done getting ready."
"No I got it."
"Thanks Kyle."
"No problem."
I went in the bathroom and took a long ass shower. I might wash my hair next week.
After I showered I got ready and ate the pancakes Kyle made. Once everybody ate we left home.

At school
I sat in second period across from Kj. I hate being near his dumb ass. I intentionally skipped first period so I wouldn't have to see him. Shit.
My math teacher put some complicated equation on the board. I grabbed my calculator and put the numbers in.
"Can I borrow a pen?" Kj asked. I wanna beat the fuck outta him.
"No." I sassed.
"Well can I borrow some Sug.."
I threw a pencil at him and it nearly hit his eye. It should of stabbed him.
"Bitch!" He shouted.
"Yo momma." I sassed.
I continued to work on the problem. Mr. Harrison didn't say anything. He lets shit slide because I'm the top student.

Lunchtime
I sat down in the cafeteria with Ty.
"Girl you good?" She asked.
"Yeah just tired." I replied.
"I could imagine."
"So how's Jarod?"
"He's good. I'm going out with his sister tomorrow."
"Oh y'all bonding now?"
"Trying to. You know she hates me."
"Yeah but its good that y'all trying for his sake."
"Yeah I'm being the bigger person."
My stomach started to hurt. I scrunched up my face.
"Girl you good?" Ty asked.
"Yeah I'm just in pain." I answered.
"Maybe you should go home."
"I think I will."
I popped some pain killers. Ty walked me to my car and I drove home.