My step-brothers (mindless behavior+cymphonique)

Atlanta Georgia and fabulous school

*y'all at your step-brothers house*

yn: what if I get bullied, like what happened in 3rd grade? and I never had a single friend...

mom: honey,you will find one and you won't get bullied

yn: I trust you on this one...

mom: okay let's go

*with the guys*

roc: aye,is that our step-sister?

Prince: maybe,she looks hot

prod: but she's mine

Ray: No she's mine

roc: SHUT UP,and No she's mine

Prince: No she's mine

*mb keeps arguing*

*with you*

yn: mom

mom: yes

yn: is those my step-bros?

mom: yes

yn: they look hot!

mom: oh Lord

yn: wait...IT'S MINDLESS BEHAVIOR *screaming*

mom: congratulations

yn: mom,you don't know how I love these guys especially Ray Ray....

mom: go have fun

yn: kk

*you go over to em*

yn: uh,hi

roc: well hello *flirting voice*

Ray: stop being flirty!

yn: lol

roc: shut up,so what's your name?

yn: it's yn but call me diamond

Prince: idios amigas *leaves*

yn: huh????

Ray: he said bye

yn: do you know what "Amigas" mean?

Ray: No

yn: do you take Spanish?

Ray: yeah

yn: then how come you don't what "Amigas" mean but you take Spanish

roc: thank you Jesus...

yn: uhhhh

prod: he's just crazy...

yn: lol

roc: so what school you going too?

yn: Fabulous high school

Prod: wow...

yn: what?

roc: that school is like,1 minute from here...

yn: is it far?

roc: No, but it's a big school...we go to Talented school

yn: I need to do research on this fabulous school,and I don't think it's fabulous...*leaves*

mb/Prince: lol

*you go to your room and went on your laptop and search "fabulous school"*

yn: whoa!

*28 minutes*

roc: hey

yn: hi guys

prod: you did the research on it?

yn: uh huh

Ray: well?

yn: it's a performing high school...

roc: WHAT

Prince: calm down bro...

yn: and I have to do a audition

Prince: WHAT

roc: yeah,calm down bro...

Prince: -_-

yn: why y'all stressed?

Ray: our school is not "talented" they only saying that to make it fun,we have boring teachers and the principal don't even care about us...

yn: name one teacher that y'all hate...

roc: Mr.brake...

yn: what kind of name is that...

roc: thank you

yn: what does he do?

Prince: hit us

yn: with what?

Prince: rulers...

yn: I'll be right back

mb: alright

*you go in the bathroom*

*flashback when you was 10 in 5th grade*

Mrs.sasha: what is 2x2=?

*I raise my hand*

Mrs.sasha: yes

yn: 6...

Mrs.sasha: No! *hits you with a ruler*

yn: OWWWWW

*end of flashback*

*you go back to your room*

Ray: you okay

yn: yeah

roc: okay,I'm tired

mb: me too

yn: night

mb: night

*y'all go to sleep*