Layla pov:
Im not excited about school tomorrow... Like deadass I fuckin hate school. I hate the ugly ass stanky ass kids, I hate the dumbass teachers, I hate the dirty ass restrooms and them rat infested classrooms. I basically hate everything and everybody, shit I probably hate my own damn self. I lay down on my bed and scroll through ig. I wonder how many bitches gon try me this year..
LAYLA!
What the fuck does this bitch want.
LAYLA I KNOW YOU HEAR ME CALLIN YOU DON'T MAKE ME COME BEAT YO ASS!
I roll my eyes so hard that it makes me get a headache.
What?
Didn't I tell you to take yo ass to bed why the fuck is yo light still on.
I don't know.
Well since you don't know gimme dat damn phone.
No.. why?
Cuz that's all you do so give it here.
I throw the phone in her hand and run upstairs.
AND YO ASS DEFINITELY AIN'T GETTING IN BACK NOW!
I slam my door and throw myself on my bed. Great.. Now I have to start my first day of school with no phone. I fucking hate her. She not even my mom. I might as well go to sleep before she start bitchin again.
Das it guise :3 more is coming bai!!❤❤
