Vea was an ordinary teenager living her average life by going to school, working, and staying in her own lane. That was until Dajon Luther Cook came into her life and introduced himself. Falling for his older vibes and charm Vea becomes blind-sighte...
I watched as Zaeya ran around the store looking and picking out different outfits and such. I decided to spend time with my little sister since I was always out trapping or hoeing or fucking with Vea. It wasn't rare that I did spend time with my little sister but I didn't do it often like a real big brother should. So for today I decided to take her shopping for some new clothes, toys, and get some ice cream and cookies.
"Dang man can yo lil sis hurry up we got plans and shit to discuss." Kentrell said getting impatient. He looked at my lil sis as his lil sister too since he didn't have any siblings. Nigga was my brother and our families were friends so why not claim the nigga as blood?
I looked at him and scoffed a little. "Man was we saying that when you was taking forever tryna cop ya shoes? You was lookin at the same pair basically tryna see what's the difference."
"There was a difference nigga." He chuckled and pulled his phone out.
"There really wasn't." Zaeya came up to us with clothes in her hand sticking her tongue out at Kentrell.
"Yeah yeah." Kentrell waved his hand and looked at his phone, rolling his eyes. His phone was blowing up from texts and missed calls from some of his hoes but mainly Isla.
I laughed at his reaction and shook my head. "Damn girl don't quit huh? Pick up yo phone maybe she'll stop blowing ya jack."
"I put the dick down on the bitch now she won't leave me alone." He groaned and shrugged. "Imma answer her shit though I don't know about them other hoes." He walked away from me to call Isla. A girl walked passed him and he looked her up and down then looked at me mouthing 'Imma flock on her' before laughing and disappearing.
I laughed with him and shook my head. My son was a true player at heart.
"Anyways I'm done here, DJ." Zaeya looked up at me and grinned. She was happy she was getting new clothes since she loved shopping. She got it from our mother. "But I can't reach that glittery pink shirt up there!"
"I'll get it for you sweetie." A thick lightskin with curly brow hair said. She was wearing a spaghetti strapped yellow crop top that was shaped into a boy type shit and blue high waist jeans. She looked like a snack in that fit.
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"I mean...I'm here for a reason." I looked at Zaeya feeling some type of way. I wasn't 6'3 for no reason.
"Nah you good." The girl said before getting on a small ladder and grabbing the shirt Zaeya wanted. She hopped back down and handed it to her smiling. "Here you go. I think it's gonna look cute as heck on you."
"Yeah that's why I wanted it, I love glitter!" She jumped up and down and giggled in happiness.
When the girl looked up at me her eyes widened a little. "Dajon?"
