Livin The Good Life

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Aurora

Wassup. My name's Aurora Bishop. I'm 17, a senior at CVH or CornerView High (not real). I'm the only child and live at home with my Mom and Dad, Kerrie and Larry Bishop. We live in Atlanta, Georgia. Mhm yup, the great ATL baby. We've been living here for the past five years cause Daddy had to move for work but it pays very well. Him being part owner of one of those skyscrapers is what pays for this big mansion we live in. Ever since we've moved I've gotta say we've been living the good life.

Its Saturday morning and I was just getting done with taking care of my hygiene when I was getting a FaceTime from my best friend Rayah. I quickly dried my face with a small towel before answering.

"Biiiiiittttttchhhhhhhh!" She shrieked into the phone causing me to laugh.

"Girl what?" I said shaking my head and giggling at her foolishness.

"So tell me whyyyyyy, Danni's ex girlfriend's best friend's baby daddy's cousin's sister's brother in law's mama's niece's cousin just fought Layla." She said all in one breath.

I took a minute to process everything she said before it clicked. I looked at the phone with my mouth wide open while Rayah was nodding her head with that "girl yes" look on her face.

"I know you lyiiiinnn." I paused for a second cause I got confused. "Who's Layla?"

Rayah smacked her lips while I saw her getting something from inside her closet. "Girl Layla." She looked at me. "Layla Layla." She said in a duh tone.

I once again looked at her through the phone with my mouth wide open. "Wait...Layla Layla?" I said for confirmation.

"Yes girl Layla Layla. I guess ole girl made a status and Layla felt like it was directed towards her and Layla being Layla tried to front and put on a show." I saw her go down into the kitchen opening the fridge. "So they started arguing under the comments and ole girl was the right one on the wrong day hunny. She told Layla to pull up and she did. Poor Layla looked like a dying cockroach while that girl was on top of her. She was all like 'someone get her off me pleaseeeee'. She beat the girl so bad that I blocked her from my page just to make sure we never have an altercation." She shook her head in all seriousness at the end while putting something in the microwave while I was dying of laughter.

After my laughter had stoped I looked back into the phone. "Girl where the video, I wanna see it." Rayah quickly put me on pause and a few seconds later I got a message from her letting me know she sent me the video.

I went to go watch and sure enough that poor child was slung all over the place, dragged, kicked, and flat out abused in that street. I shook my head at the end and went back to our call.

"Well Layla do too much barking. About time someone den knocked her off her high horse." I laid down in my bed and started getting comfortable.

"Um...excuse me?" I looked at her with a raised eyebrow. "What do you think you're doing? I know I don't see you getting in the bed!" She put her face closer to the phone as if she were trying to see my surroundings better.

"Girl it's 11 in the morning I'm not getting up." I shook my head while getting under the covers.

"Exactly it's 11 on a Saturday! Get up let's do something." She said taking whatever she put in the microwave out. I was about to speak again but she beat me to it. "And don't say no because you've been in the house every weekend these past few weeks. You getting out today and I'm not finna argue with you."

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