Amina | 06
I sat in the car as Troy dropped off something to somebody. I looked around and saw we were over her by Queenbridge Housing Projects or what Yeena calls the "jects". I saw kids playing, mamas and daddies fussing, and niggas standing on the corner. I looked around again when I paused and saw Yeena talking to some girl, she looked older than our age.
I decided to be nosey and got out of the car. I looked back and saw Troy and Black still talking then walked over to them.
"Hey bitch." I told Yeena when I walked up to her. She looked back at me then the girl then gave me a fake smile but I decided to brush it off.
"Hey Mimi," She told me while smiling then looked at the girl then me, "This is Amora, one of my friends."
I looked at the girl and noticed that she looked familiar but I couldn't put my finger on where I saw her from.
"Nice to meet you, I'm Amina." I told her while smiling and I held my hand out to her.
"I know who you are." She told me and I gave her a weird look, wondering how she knew me, "I mean, from around the neighborhood."
I nodded my head at her then turned to Yeena. I looked at her appearance and noticed she looked cute, as always. She had her hair in some red box braids with a pink, cropped Champion hoodie, some ripped up blue jeans and some low-top checkered Vans.
"Well I guess, I'll see you at home, girly." I told her and walked back over to the car.
Yeena
I watched as Amina walked off then I looked back over to Amora and hit her on the shoulder.
"Yo, what the fuck, you deadass being a treesh right now, you know Kimberly don't want you conversating with her or anywhere near her." I fussed at her and she rolled her eyes.
"Yeah roll ya' eyes, if this shit get put off on me, you going down with me." I told her then handed her the money that Kimberly usually gives to her then walked off.
Amina
I sat back in the car thinking about where I saw the girl from but was interupted by Troy's phone going off. I looked down and saw he had text message and I decided to be nosey. I put my finger print in and unlocked the phone and it went straight to his messages. I looked and saw he had a message from somebody named Jasmine.
Yeena: why you ignorin' me lately, you wasn't them lil' couple of days. - 3:53 P.M.
I felt a little pang of heart in chest but then saw he was walking over to the car then I put his phone down. He got in and tried to kiss my cheek but I dodged him.
"Amina, don't start this shit now, shit was just going good now you wanna start bitching." He told me and I felt my self getting madder second by second but I didn't wanna fuss with him while I was on the road with him.
"Just shut all that shit up because you ain't shit, never was shit, and never ain't go shit." I yelled at him and he chuckled but not in a humorous way.
He whipped into his house parking lot then stormed over to my side of the car and yanked me into his apartment. I yanked my arm from his and stalked off into his room. He followed behind me then shut the door with too much damn force.
"Look ain' even in the mood to be fighting you right now, just tell me what's wrong and I'll try top fix it." He told and sat on the end of the bed with a tired look on his face.
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Fantasy18-year-old Amina Johnson grew up in the wealthy side of New York. She was homeschooled all her life, she didn't have very many friends, all she had was her grandma. She was naive in every which of way, which could be good and bad. When her mom ge...