[Saturday morning Yasmeen's POV]
As I was getting up I heard my phone ding but I decided to ignore it and go back to sleep. Twenty minutes later I hear my phone ringing and doorbell ringing. I groaned and got up still feeling sleepy from yesterday night's shift at the club.
When I opened the door it was my mom's new boyfriend, I didn't like him at all but if my mom was happy then I was happy.
"Yo moms here?"
"nah" I said trying to close the door but he instantly put his foot in the door way
"Uhh can you move yo foot?"
"Nah , Imma wait for your mamma here."
"uhh okay" I said moving out of the way for him to come in
I quickly walked upstairs to my room and locked the door and decided to check my phone and seen that I had a few texts
ericaaa😍: bitch I kno you sleep wake ya ass up so we can go shopping 😜
daddy: hey princess , I wanna take you somewhere but it's a surprise get dressed i'll be there around 7 pm
Erica is my Best friend of 2 years and she's a model. She isn't a really well known person around the world but she has a fan base and sure does have a banging body and she's also a stripper. She's 22 and I'm 17 and your probably wondering why is she best friends with a teenager but that doesn't matter at all to us. She's an orphan and doesn't know a thing about her parents. She feels like a sister to me and that's been the best experience for me. My parents are both in my life just separated and I have no siblings that I know of.
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I responded to them both and decided to check my Instagram, I had a lot of followers but not enough to where I am noticed around here plus I don't associate that well with others any way to even have friends.
I decided to go into my connected bathroom and freshen up for the day, once I was finished I decided to dress simple. I put on a white top and some black pants that hugged my fat and round booty and my black sandals to go with it. Once I was done I took a mirror pic and posted it on Instagram.
I sighed and put my phone down, I get hate everyday like this in person and on the internet but I don't care
I texted Erica to come pick me up ASAP
so I gathered my phone and hand bag and decided to go downstairs, when I got down the steps I heard talking coming from the kitchen. It sounded like my moms boyfriend "Rich" was on the phone. So I just decided to ease drop on his conversation
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