Saturday morning
Sheila calls you and tell you to come over
You-*walks in*
Sheila-hey
You-hey
Sheila-ok so the girls will be here in 1 hours
You-ok
Sheila-so you gone stay till tomorrow
You-k
August-*comes downstairs*
Sheila-august you better behave
August-so you think i cant watch the kids
Sheila-no thats why india here
August-well dang just doubt me
Sheila-you dont gotta tell me twice well ima go *hugs india*
You-*hugs back*
August-so you just gone hug her first
You-*sticks tongue out*
Sheila-*hugs august* such a baby well see yall later
Both-see ya
Sheila-*walks out*
August-*stares at you*
You-nigga you just gone stare
August-*laughs* why so rude
You-why so ugly
August-damn you just hurt a nigga feelings
You-i was playin
August-better be
You-and if i wasnt
August-*walks closer to you* i can show you better than i can tell you
You-naww you need to step back before yo ho- i mean your girl get mad
August-she gone
You-what the hell that suppose to mean
August-dont take it the wrong way im not worried about her i wanna spend time with my friend
You-who is your friend
August-you got jokes
You-damn right
August-*playfully pushes you* and they lame
You-you dont wont no smoke
August-and you dont want no dick
You-who said
August-*smirks*
You-nigga i anit say i wanted yours
August-whatever
You-*stares at him*
August-what
You-chickenbutt😂
August-lame
Chris-*walks in*
You-*whispers* i knew i smelt stanky shit
August-*laughs*
Chris-*comes behind you* what was said
You-what i said was im bored as shit
Chris-yea you dont want these problems
You-boi i got alot of probems it wont hurt to have one more that i can handle
Chris-shut up anyways what was yall doin
You-*whispers* he was tryna get between my legs
Chris-*straight face* stop playin
You-aww who cant take jokes
Chris-*mumbles* look who cant take this dick
You-yo girl
August-what kind of conversation yall havin
Chris-naww she talkin to herself
You-it takes two to have a conversation
August-yall always aurguing
Chris-that be her
You-tell that lie again
Chris-im always honest
Kay mya and chay:*walk in*
August:wassup
Them-*runs and hug august then you then chris*
Chris-*text you*
Text convo
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Teen Fictionhey its ya girl india lashae collins im 17 in 12th grade lightskin yasss that cutie anways i got a (fake) brother name chris (brown) and ya know gotta have a bestie which is justice and my friend/crush august (alsina) thats it peace
