Chapter Eighteen

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This day couldn't come at a better time. It was the last day of exams and I was so happy. Tonight, Asia was having a kick back and me and Shayla we're definitely going. But it was gonna be at somebody house. Me and Shayl walked into our psych class showing up early.

I took the exam and it took me three hours. Shayla was right there next to me and we could see the struggle on each other's faces.

"Was it hard for you?". Shayla asked after we was done.

"Bitch, I know you seen help written across my fohead". I joked.

We both started laughing.

All my sisters and my brother went to live with Serena. She wanted to help considering I was only nineteen. She even offered to watch DJ for me tonight. Yep, Drea big mouth ass told her I was watching my "friend" child.

But I ain't care bout none of that.

"So you know what chu gon wear tonight?". Shayla stuck her tongue out.

"Girl yes. I'm bout to have them bitches wigs snatched". I chuckled.

We went back to our apartment and I made us breakfast.

I cooked pancakes, eggs, bacon, and hash browns.

"Damn! You tryna put a bitch in a coma wit all dis food". Shayla said once I handed her the plate.

"Listen, a bitch stomach might be on flat flat but I still eat". I started eating.

After we ate and the dishes was washed me and Shayla took naps.

*

I woke up to the alarm I set and woke Shayla up.

We ate so much that we slept through the day.

I took a shower and straightened my curly frontal. I did my makeup and slipped into a tight red velvet dress. I slid on a black leather jacket and black strappy heels.

"Shayla you ready?". I asked walking down the hall.

Her jaw dropped once she saw me.

"My best bitch is looking fine as fuck!". She hyped me up automatically posting me on Instagram and on her Snap.

"Girl come on before we be too too late". I gave her the keys.

We drove with Boo'd Up blasting and we arrived at Asia cousin house. The party was already bumpin.

We walked in the house and I saw some niggas I knew.

"Damn Neecey you look good as fuck". One of Rico friends looked me up and down.

I just smiled and waved.

We went into the kitchen and I poured me and Shayla some Hennessy. I handed her a cup.

"They playing Uno in the living room. I hear them". She yelled to me over Look Alive by Drake.

"Alright les go beat some ass". I chuckled.

We made our way into the living room and everybody was sitting on the couches surrounding a table.

"Hey Neecey, hey Shayla!". A boy named Darion from our psych class waved.

I ain't gon lie Darion was fine as fuck.

I ain't gon lie Darion was fine as fuck

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"Hey Darion wassup?". I asked sitting next to him.

"Nothing. Jus chilling. But we bouta start a new game y'all wanna play?". He asked.

"Yeah. I guess you could deal us in". I smirked.

We was having a good ole time til Rico and Jazmine walked in. They was mugging the shit outta me. But I ain't give two fucks me and Darion was having a good ass time drinking and smoking in the cut. And y'all know me once that liquor and weed hit I get bold as fuck.

"Can y'all scoot over?". Jazmine came right over to me and Darion.

"I gotchu". I said.

I sat my ass right on Darion lap.

"We starting a new round y'all wanna play?". I smirked.

"Yeah. Bae you wanna play?". Jazmine looked to Rico who was looking at me.

He nodded. We dealed them in and Shayla was loving every moment.

"You wanna work together?". He asked.

"I guess we could since you ass at Uno". I joked.

Everybody busted out laughing except for Rico and Jazmine bitter asses.

We started to play and then shit got real when it was down to me and Darion, Rico, and Jazmine.

"Uno!". Me and Darion yelled.

Jazmine put down a draw four And Rico put down a draw two.

Me and Darion looked at each other and smirked.

"Uno Out!". We both yelled placing down a draw two.

"Damn. That's tough". Darion brother Davion chuckled, they was twins and I could see Davion and Shay was getting a lil friendly.

Rico and Jazmine just stood and went to the back patio where the DJ was playing music.

"Ay you wanna play again or you wanna dance?". Darion asked.

"Les go dance, I'm tired of beatin y'all ass". I stood up and pulled my dress down.

I gave my jacket to Shay.

We went outside and the DJ was playing Booty by Black Youngsta.

"Oh shiiittt!". I immediately went over by the speakers and started twerking on beat. Darion got behind me and started holding my waist.

I looked out the corner of my eye and seen Rico watching me and Jazmine looking at him.

I danced wit Darion for another three songs and got tired.

"She was tearin it up out there". Darion said once we got back.

"I try I try". I giggled.

The party was winding down and I had so much fun. Like this is just what I needed in order to get my mind off of shit. I got me a fine ass maybe future nigga, a lit ass best friends, and an apartment of my own. This is lit.

Then Rico ass walked up.

"Can I talk to you for a second?". He asked.

I rolled my eyes.

"Les go". I stood up.

"I'll be back". I looked to Darion.

We walked to the front of the house.

"Do you think I'm a joke?". He asked.

This was already funny to me.

"Yes I really do". I answered.

He nodded.

"You up here dancing wit niggas you'on even know, round here acting like a hoe". This nigga really let dat shit come out his mouth.

"First of all, I'm single. I'm nineteen. I can do what the fuck I want. You ain't my Daddy and you definitely ain't my nigga. So where's the dilemma. I been wit one nigga the whole night. I ain't fuck you or Darion so how am I a hoe? Oh that's right I'm a hoe cause I won't wait on you to see if you and Jazmine don't work". I called him out.

He was quiet.

"By the way when you coming to get DJ. I love him, I really do but he is not my responsibility. I have a life too and that don't include raising yo lil brother". I spat.

"I'll come get him in the morning". He said.

"And when you do, delete my shit. We ain't got nothing else to talk about". I went back in the house.

Fuck is wrong wit the niggas of this generation?

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