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I know shawty and she doesn't want no slow song

「I know shawty and she doesn't want no slow song」

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Momo was sitting at the lunch table, yawning as she fixed her red crop top that clung to her figure. She had on black ripped skinny jeans and a pair of red old school vans on her feet. She had a gold chain around her neck, one the her older brother Daeil gave her.

Momo was raised by her two brothers, Daeil and Cory. Daeil was kind of like her, he had white hair and lips that models envy, always sporting a dirty smirk like she does. He was tall and built yet well groomed with muscle. Daeil always wore a gold chain with his gold nose ring, he usually would have three around his neck. One for Momo that had a ruby dangling from it, One for Cory that had a small gold gun and one for himself that was just a chain. One day he gave Momo just the chain as a gift.

Cory was a bit taller than Daeil, the oldest of the three with brown hair and a pair of clear framed glasses. He had a tattoo on his neck, a bird that had red eyes and was holding a Jian in its talons.

Momo on the other hand has only one piercing, on her nose that she soon took out. She didn't have any tattoos or did she have her hair dyed, she didn't have the dashing finesse her brothers did either. Daeil the happy go lucky attitude who could get dragged through a furnace and come out pristine, or Cory who all he'd have to do is flash a smile and all is forgiven.

They were both like parents, hard on her to do the best she could.

No C-'s on her report card, be in the House by at least one AM, no boys other than Kiji, Yugyeom, Sik and Junhoe are to be in the house, don't bring any boys in her room, even Kiji, Yugyeom, Sik and Junhoe, Don't get high before math class, ransack the bodega only on thursdays, no talking back and never (Daeil can't stress this last one enough) never bring someone you know who does any drug to the house because they might break into it.

"Momo!" Kiji yelled, making her snap her head up and look at him. She smiled up at him, looking at the new fresh cut from his bottom lip to jaw.

"Hey Kiji, you feelin any better?" Two days ago they got into a bad fight with four other kids they hated, just Kiji and Momo against Four. They made out pretty well, Momo had a cut lip and so did Kiji even if his was a bit more gnarly.

"You ready for English?" Momo scoffed at Kiji, he heard her little talk with Mr. Kim. He pointed out Momo should have just shut the fuck up.

Momo grabbed some skittles out of Kiji's ziplock bag.

"Dude~" Momo popped a skittle in her mouth. "~after class on Friday, we should all go to the strip and get wasted."

Kiji furrowed his brows "but the strip mall has no alcohol." Momo rolled her eyes. "The club, idiot." She threw a skittle, it him in the forehead, leaving a trace of red.

"Fine, damn bitch be descriptive."




Today Momo made it to class before Yen, she looked outside to see if it was a blue moon, He approached in a red hoodie with a gold chain around his neck and absolutely no emotion in his face other than the fact he had bags under his eyes, fucker, Momo narrowed her eyes.

"Shut up, Shut up. Don't say it." Yen mumbled, sitting down in the chair next to Momo and letting his head slam down on the desk.

They sat at a black desk that allowed two students to sit, a perfect arrangement for Momo who would sometimes put her feet in Yen's lap.

"You partied. You fucker." She hissed as Yen groaned.

"I can feel the earth movinggggg." He whined. "It hurts~"

Momo laughed at his pain, taking a pencil and poking at his head.

"Ow, bitch that hurt!" Yen looked up, seeing a figure towering over Momo instead of just Momo who was laughing even harder.

It was Juli, the Whipped Bitch, Momo called her. She had a look of disgust on her face. She wore a pink button up shirt, top three button unbuttoned to show a very perky set on her chest. she wore dark jeans with a pair of sperrys.

"Shit, who let you leave the house." Yen couldn't stop it from slipping from his lips, Momo turned around at the comment, realizing it was Juli that was aimed at she laughed even harder.

"You need to stop cursing! Like that is so bad! If you keep doing that I'm telling!" She sneered, chest pushed out with arms crossed. Yen dramatically rolled his eyes, tossing invisible hair.

"Oh why? Cause you think you got big girl panties now that you don't have daddy sleep with you in bed?"

"Oh my god." Momo tried to hold on to the desk, almost choking. Yen slapped Momo on the back as Juli stuttered, Momo almost falling out of the chair.

"Take that back! I-I'll tell the teacher on you." She tried. Yen leaned close, a slovenly smirk on his face. "Baby you need to do more than rat on a big boy if you want him."

"Ew!" She screamed, catching the attention of Mr. Kim.

Juli turned around and pointed at Yen, who was laughing and Momo, who was having a near death experience because she couldn't fucking laugh correctly.

"Mr. Kim! Yen and Momo sexually harassed me verbally!"

Momo rolled her eyes, looking at Juli and then Mr. Kim, "Awh, come on. Be grateful, the cool kids are finally talking to you." She said in a taunting voice, watching Mr. Kim stand up and slam down his papers. "Momo! Office!" He yelled, his brows furrowed while she snuffed.

"Oh, so you can't take no jokes either?" She stood up, grabbing her bag. Her friends tried to get her to shut up, arguing won't help her case. Jongin looked at her, his dark eyes trying to figure out if her parents didn't give her enough attention at home or is she just a little brat?

"Don't talk back, please go to the office and explain to the headmaster why you think it's ok to talk to your fellow peers that way." Jongin kept his ground as Momo stormed down to him.

"I'll talk anyway I want, since you so uptight too." Momo snarled, looking him up and down with pure attitude.

Jongin grabbed her by the harness of her bag, leading her out. Momo liked to provoke Mr. Kim, she would never say that it's because of how those eyes look when he gets mad.

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