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𝙾 𝙽 𝙴

𝙄 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙢𝙤𝙢𝙢𝙖 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙙𝙖𝙢𝙣 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙩 𝙢𝙮 𝙣𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙨. 𝘼𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙬𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙚 𝙪𝙥 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙩. 𝙇𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬𝙨 𝙄 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙤.
-𝙋𝙞𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙚

𝙹𝚊𝚗𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝟸𝟷, 𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟼

"With just seven seconds left on the clock and a two point lead, she goes for the three and...sh-." I flinched awake, rubbing my ass to sooth the pain. I made a face in irritation of being woken up too early.

"Did I not tell your lazy ass to be up and dressed by three?" My annoying ass moms asked interrupting my hoop dreams.

I glanced over at my clock still rubbing my cheeks. It read 𝟸:𝟸𝟶 𝙿𝙼 She really almost smacked the skin off my shit and for what? I still have plenty of time. I rolled my eyes and pulled the covers back over my head.

"If I come back up here and your not dressed and ready to go, I'll kick your ass Pie and I'm not playing." With that she walked out of my room. I groaned knowing she left my door wide open. Black parents really have no respect for they kids shaking my head.

I throw the covers off with a huff and head to the bathroom to brush my teeth, wash my face, and take a quick shower. When I got out, I was expecting to smell food but I forgot my moms couldn't cook for shit. I love you ma but it's the truth.

I felt like something was missing so I hit shuffle on my playlist and Power Trip x J Cole sounded throughout my room. Cole is hands down one of the most fluid and versatile rappers besides Kendrick. These niggas would out rap any of today's rappers off the rip, no doubt.

I sung along as I walked to my closet to pick out something to wear. I didn't know where we was going so I just picked out some random shit.

I decided on sporting Nike. Everything I wore was from the brand except for my shoes. They're some all-black stingray's. Shoes are definitely something I keep close to me, they like my babies. I love sneakers more than actual people.

𝟸:𝟺𝟻 𝙿𝙼

I began to rush not wanting to hear my mom's mouth. I quickly flat-ironed my hair deciding I ain't really feel like doing my edges. This being said, my collection of Nike headbands was my best bet. I grabbed the black one to go with what I already had on.

I applied deodorant and perfume then grabbed my phone off the charger. I cut the music off as a song was going off. Making it down the stairs, my mom was just about to cut the lights and tv off.

"You ready to go Pie?"

I said nothing as I looked at her upside her head. I hate a nigga that ask obvious or dumb shit. I just nodded. I really didn't want to speak to her cause of how she rudely woke me up out my sleep knowing I don't like that shit. Fastest way to piss me off is fucking with me while I'm asleep.

I set the alarm and she handed me the keys so I could lock the front door behind us.