Preach (nba youngboy)

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Uniqué Lanelle Robins || Belle

July 15, 2018

Looking at myself in the mirror I realize, I'm 18 years old today. Finally an Adult, now can't nobody Preach to me about how I act and how I dress.

I graduated high school with all A's and B's and I got my own apartment with my own job. I didn't need nobody help, I haven't seen my own mother since the big argument that caused me to run away.

Flashback
"Mama the kids still be talkin about me at school" I told my mom while not looking her in the eyes.

"You let em, hell. Stop being a p-punk and stand up for your s-self" she said slurring over her words

"If you would act like a regular mama and stop drinking so much, then they wouldn't talk. Look at you mama, you smell like straight alcohol and your hair is a mess" I told her truthfully, looking at her brown skin complexion.

"Don't talk back to me little girl, I'm still your mother and I can still beat your ass" she said running over the table. And the argument went from there

"Bitch get out of my house since you wanna act grown and shit."

"I hate you! And I wish you weren't my mama" that was the last thing I told her before I packed my clothes and left without looking back.
Flashback Over

Yeah I lived on the literal streets, been with foster parents and all. But I overcame that and now, I think I'm better off on my own anyways.

While picking out a birthday outfit, somebody knocks on my door repeatedly.

I walked out of my room to get the door and looked out the peephole, they covered it up. I said oh well and opened the door and revealed my best friend Karter

"Happy birthday best bitch, happy birthday best bitch. Happy birthday to Belleeee! Happy birthdays you!" She sung recording me on her Snapchat. I covered my face and ran to my room.

"Stopppp, I look a hot mess" I said while grinning hard

"Go get dressed my best friend getting pampered today" she told me sitting down on my bed.

"Pampered? No that's too much, you do too much for me already" I told her truthfully, Karter and her mom basically took me off the street. We were both 15 when became best friends.

"Don't argue with me, go get dressed we have a long day ahead" I sighed and got up to brush my teeth.

After Getting Dressed
"Ouuu best friend looking like a snackkkk on HER day" she said recording me and putting emphasis on "her". She stopped recording as we walked to her car.

"Ok first thing we gone do is go to the nail salon and get our nails and toes done" I nodded in response.

"Then we gonna go shopping , then we gone come back home for the party at 9:00"

"Party? Sis I'm not goin to no party, you know I don't like to do that typa stuff" I told her

"Pleaseeee, you need to have fun for once" she begged

"Ugh okay damn, bitches bet not try me tonight" I said mugging her

"Girl they know better." She laughed

About 3 hours later|| 5:28
"Sis take my flick and I'll take yours" I said handing her my phone. We had just go home from the mall and were about to chill before getting ready

"Ooo yassss girl, gimmie fierce! Yasss girl gimmie sexy! Mmmmm" she said as I started laughing.

"Now come take mines" she said as I snapped a few. Then I went to instagram and posted the one i liked

Liked by @bitchitskarter, @hey.lexie and 872 others

@badbitchbelle- one time for the birthday bitchh🤩🍑

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@bitchitskarter-it's a bad b party you CANNOT get in🤪➰

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"Girl you ready to find a man tonight? I know it's gone be a lot of hood niggas" Karter said

"No child, mother only going to have a good time."

"Mmmmh okay. We'll see, I just know this party bet not be bullshit"

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