~Storm pov~
I sat there on the couch waiting for comet to come back with my food we were having a movie night with all the people he invited and my friends of course the lovely two I have.
Kane was rubbing my feet thank god for him such a great friend.
"Your toes are cute" Breah said
"Yeah thanks" I said smiling then we all burst out laughing.
Then the front door opened to Bianca and Comet.
"What the hell is going on?" Comet asked
"Rubbing deer wassup with you?" Kane said to my brother
Comet gave him a look Kane smiled "relax, I'm joking" Kane said
I'm glad Kane wasn't scared of comet. Comet was a big softie.
Then boogie walked through the door with nipsey.
"Nippy" I said getting up and hugging him
"Wassup nugget?" He said
"Excited for this movie, I've been hearing about how good Halloween was" I said climbing back on the couch next to Breah.
"The original is the best one though" Bianca said
"Shh up" I said
"So we doing this inside?" I asked
"Hell no I don't want nobody in this house and I mean nobody, if you ain't family you not aloud in here" Comet said
"Yeah facts" I said
Boogie rolled his eyes. I laughed "when kids try to control shit" boogie said
"I'm a grown as lady!" I said
"Ight little comet relax" boogie said
"Why didn't your parents name you star? If his name is comet?" Breah asked
"I don't know because of the crack?" I said
Comet laughed "you stupid" he said
I laughed and got up and went to get a slice of pizza then Bianca slapped my hand away.
"Ow What the fuck?!" I yelled
"Not till later greedy" she said
I pouted "fine" I said then we heard a loud knock on the door. Nipsey went to open the door and it was Sincere and the rest of them hoodlums.
I need to stop calling them names they hang with my brother and I would not call my brother those ugly nicknames
I looked at Breah get up and walked over to beef and gave him a hug.
It got quiet in the room.
"So since no one else wanna address the elephant I will, beef and Breah are y'all together?" I asked
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