‘20's keep the bar rolling Fake ID's in the trash, we going Straight to the top, rooftop glows With a hand full of girls and they all so foreign Brain so poisoned, rainbows flowing Light-skinned chick, first flight from Poland A whole lotta friends, first flight from Poland A whole lotta cash coming straight from Poland, why? ‘
Oh man I love Dre Beats headphone man the bass on this is incredible and great way to block out people. My names Tyson Keith Antony Brice nothing special and I’m 17. I’m mix-race with green and grey highlight eyes my mums white with brown hair and grey eyes and my dads black with black hair and somehow green eyes. I’m sitting in the back of my mum’s Mercedes GL-Class in my black jean ,black and blue checker shirt, my black body warmer , Black air forces and my Black and blue New York snap back- swags on point isn’t ?
I’m banning out Crew love by Drake and The weeknd like it’s going out of fashion and it loud so I can’t hear my mum , Janice age 35 talking to me .Thank you god for making Dre invent Beats! We’re moving out my old city ‘Spring Valley’ to this place called ‘Urbania’ don’t sound fancy but that were my mum got her new job at working as … I actually don’t know my mums job , right now were stuck on the motor way:
Janice: Ty ?....Ty!
She slapped my leg hard so I could feel pain .
Tyson: Mum! What was that for?
Janice: Take off those headphones Boy! Pass me my bag at the back and pass me my book
Tyson: Why do you need a book ? You are driving are you not?
Janice : Don’t start with me boy! Have you seen the traffic? And we left early as well I don’t know why there so many cars on the road and were 4 hours away from are destination so pass me my god damn book!
Tyson: *Muttering*
Janice: Want to say that out loud?
I past her her book and went back to my music like a good little boy I am till I got a message from my mate ‘Cliff’
‘Yo Man! I can’t believe you left now I need to find another mate stay in touch don’t 4get us and will visit soon Peace. Cliff’
I miss you guys to I thought to myself what would they do without me? Me and cliff had been tight like forever and now it’s just ending . I could have been with my dad then again if I did go see him I’d never be seen again by anyone which is a long story.
I must of fell asleep because we were driving pretty fast down the motorway then off to a rounder bout then down a straight long road that had a sign saying ‘welcome to Urbania’
Janice: Were here baby get ready to get out the car
I looked out the window and saw loads of flats , people , rubbish, shops and well more flats
Tyson: were staying here?
Janice : not this part like 10 minutes away
Tyson: you just told me were here
Janice: we are just not at our house
I hated when she did that . 10 minute passed and we made it to the house , it was a dead end road with drives now this part looked fancy. I jumped out the car and stretched , I looked up and saw a girl staring from a window then hide behind her curtains.
Tyson: I’ll be back mum , going to stretch my legs
Janice: be safe , please don’t get in trouble
I nodded and walked down the road. I had my beats around my neck and my hands in my pockets .
I looked around the place and walked up straight for like 5 minutes and saw flats that looked newly built , a restaurant , shops and people walking around .
Tyson: this is going to take some time to get used to.
Man: Oh you come back here with my money!
I looked down the street to see a boy round my age running from a man at least in his 40’s
Man: watch I’ll get the cops on you! Bloody hood-rats!
The man started walking back and the boy ran right past me. I decide to go his direction till I saw him with a bunch of other people another boy and three girls, I heard them laughing and one turned my direction the shortest there: Medium length dark hair, brown eyes, light brown skin, she was wearing navy skinny jeans, knee high converses, a baseball bat jacket with a navy blue body warmer and pink headphone around her neck. Her smile lighten my face, I felt myself blushed so I dashed back to my yard.
Janice: there you are boy come on you got a lot of packing to do and I don’t just mean your room.
FML.
