Amina | 07
Amina Johnson
I was at the mall with Yeena and Toya. We had just got done, well they had just got done shopping for prom. I decided not to go, no reason just don't want to. We were sitting at the food court eating some Indian food."Y'all lemme tell you about James aggravating ass, so we had decided for our prom colors and this nigga go come up to me with a ugly ass burgundy and coral blue tuxedo. I 'bout cussed his bitch ass out, like nigga we decided on royal blue and you come up to me with this tacky ass shit on." She complained and me and Yeena busted out laughing.
"But speaking of new boo's, wassup up with you and East, Miss Amina." She said and I rolled my eyes at her and looked away.
"Oh yeah, I heard y'all was laughing and smiling at the park with each other the other day." Toya commented and I sighed loudly.
"Well, I think he's feeling me, but I'm not feeling him for the simple fact that I'm with Troy, not him." I stated and expected them to shut the hell up but Toya started laughing loudly.
"Bitch no, James told me Troy messing with this Blasian hoe, named Suki." She said and sipped on her sweet tea and I whipped my head towards her.
"What?" I said and she nodded her head.
"Mhmm, everybody know, I'm surprised you don't. But bitch, I would've been left Troy ass in the past, for one East is finer than him, got more money than him, and I bet his dick bigger and better." She said and I sunk down in my booth, deep in thought.
"Speaking of the motherfucking devil." Yeena commented and I looked up to see Dave standing over me.
"Hello ladies." He said with a wink and I rolled my eyes.
"Hey." We said in unison and he turned to me.
"Wassup with you, babygirl?" He asked and I smiled.
"Nothing, thinking about stuff." I told him honestly while picking over my food.
"Yeah, go do something to make her feel better." Toya said and I glared at her.
He grabbed my arm and pulled me along with him.
"What are you doing?" I asked him and he chuckled.
"I'm getting your mind off of that no good ass nigga." He said and I opened my mouth and closed it.
He pulled me into the Gucci store and walked around then came back up to me with a purse and some shoes.
"You want something?" He asked and I shook my head no.
"Oh well." He said and bought me stuff anyways.
He pulled into about 8 more stores and this happened until we decided to get some ice cream. I was sitting down eating Reese's ice cream, thinking about Troy and the situation.
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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...