Chapter 9

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Dasani's pov
I was at the mall with Kaliah, who for whatever reason just wanted to talk about Izzy.
"Yeah, I agree she's a hoe. She fucked just about everybody on the football team. Every time somebody tried to tell LiAngelo that she was cheating, he would just say we didn't want them together or we didn't like her." I said to Kaliah.

Back at the Apartment
"LIANGELO ROBERT BALL. Why the fuck is Isabella Morris calling my phone and how did she get my number." I yelled.
"I don't know. She probably went through my phone and got it. Are you going to see what she wants?" He asked.
"Yeah, I guess" I called her back. By this time the phone had hung up and went to voicemail, but of course she didn't leave one.
She picked up the phone and started talking in one of those fake ass voices. If you know what I'm talking about.
"Hi, Dasani"
Me being the petty bitch I am, I used the fake white girl voice too. "Hi, Izzy"
"So, I heard you called me a hoe." She said.
"Yeah, I did" I admitted. What reason do I have to lie to her.
"So, I just wanted to know why."
"Because you are and you know that"
"I can guarantee you I'm not a hoe. If you look up the dictionary definition of a hoe, I can promise you it's not me."
She started reading me the definition of a hoe. I was just trying to take a shower, so I threw my phone on the bed and started getting ready and just let her keep talking to herself. That's probably what she do anyway, since she don't have no friends. I picked up the phone a few minutes later to see what she was talking about.
"So, I just want to know why you decided to be fake and go around behind my back talking shit about me." She said and I started laughing because she was really talking stupid.
"So, I just want to know how I'm being fake. Because I'll come and say the same thing to your face." I finished saying what I had to say and threw my phone back on the bed.
When I was ready to take a shower. I picked up my phone, so I could hear what she had to say and hang up.
"If I want to be a hoe. That's my business, let me do whatever the fuck I want and stay out of my business." She kept ranting.
"So, you just admitted you're a hoe. That's all I needed to know." I said smugly.
"Keep talking. Because I'll come and confront you and trust me sweetheart it will not be pretty. Because I will beat your ass.
"Girl, whatever. Try me." I then hung up and went to take a shower.

Y'all this is short, I'm sorry. But I'm stuck.

Anyways like always leave suggestions. Bye love y'all.
~Twin #2

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