Chapter 11- PARTYY !!!!TURN UPP!!!!!

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zarae's POV

i woke up feeling refreshed, realising what happened yesterday made me laugh. i quickly grabbed my phone and called Evita. PHONE CONVO

Before she could answer. Me: happy birthday. Evita: thank you! me so what did you get so far. Evita: i don't know i just woke up. me: you lazy mofo! i will call you later okaii. Evita: ightt bye.

i got up but only to be pulled back down by Omar. Omar: morning b! me: hi Omar: hows your legs (he smirked) me: (smiles) shut up.. am going in the shower. Omar: ight. i grabbed my towel and walked in.

* after i finished showering i got out, brushed my teeth and creamed my skin. while i was in the shower i washed my hair so it will be curly. Omar: i like what your wearing me: i ain't wearing anything Omar: i know. i shook my head and put on my clothes. i was wearing my red tight fitted high wasted jeans, red crop top that says 'baddie' in white bold letters and my full white huaraches. i wore my white snap back with a red bull on it. i put on my red lipstick and mascara. i walked over to the mirror. boy did i look finnneeeeeee!!!!!!! but obviously Omar was screwing. Omar: and where do you think your going dressed like that?? me: out (i shrugged my shoulders.) Omar: no go and get dressed! me: your funny.. nigga i am dressed, who do you think you is??? my dad?? he was about to answer but i cut him off. me: it was a rhetorical question! and hurry up and get in the shower your coming with me. Omar: sorry boss! i bought clothes so you don't have to give me any. me: i wasn't gonna get clothes for you anyway(mumbled) he screwed me and walked into the shower. 

OMAARIEE'S POV

An hr later i got out the shower brushed my teeth and walked out with the towel wrapped round my waist. i looked over to rae and she was on the phone. she looks so sexy rightt now. nigga damnn!!! i creamed, put on my clothes and spoke. me: come lets go downstairs. she got up and we walked down her stairs in to the living room which lead to a big ass kitchen. Have i told you that her house is huggeeeee. She made both of us breakfast and we ate in silence. It was awkward. She opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out. We finished eating, washed out our plates then i spoke again. me: you ready rae: yeah but can i ask you something. awww shit what she gonna ask mee!!!!!! fuckk !!!! me ; yeah rae: do you still speak to rachel?? me: um why you asking? rae: just answer the question! me; um no! (i lied! don't ask) she gave me a weird look and said okay. me: come on lets go. I grabbed her hand and walked out the front door. me: raee we have to go to my mums quick i wanna get something. she huffed. as we were walking rae jumped on my back. i laughed she's so fool. after about 20 mins we heard these loud ass boys behind us. random boy: is that Zarae??? i looked at Zarae and it seemed like she stopped breathing. she turns her head slowly and when she saw the boy she jumped off my back and screamed am guessing his name. she ran and jumped on him. who the fuck is this nigga? rae; kyleee Omydaysee i missed you so much. she kissed him on the cheek. kmttt kyle: aye i missed you too haven't seen you in timmeee. you've been ghostin. rae: nahh i just dont come out that much than i used to!!! she said hi to the rest of the boys and introduced me to kyle. i just wanna know who the fuck this nigga is. rae; omaariee this is my bestfriend kyle and kyle this is my boyfriend she smiled. we nodded. one of his mandem said ' how did you get her fam, i couldn't even get her' we all laughed. rae; anyway i gotta go i will see you lot soon. kyle; make sure you phone me b.  he winked then turned around. 

we carried on walking which took bare long and got to my mums yard. i used the car key to open the car door for Zarae. rae; um.. who's cars this.... you cant drive can you??? me; i can drive this is my car now get in. she got inside and looked around. rae: fuckk this cars sexy, what car is it me: Audi TT . she's so beautiful...anyway ME: where you wanna go? rae: west end me: but why all the way there? rae; its Evita's birthday i wanna get her something. me: oh tell her i said happy birthday! rae: okay

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