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Mohini
(Mo-hi-nee)

"MOHINI JYOTSNA ALVAREZ! GET CHOY CULO DOWN HERE!" My abuela yelled from down the kitchen. Crazy how we know where a person is yelling from in yo house. You can be outside and then hear someone yell in the house and know which room they in. Hell, I'm too high right now.

I got up and wrapped myself in my weed blanket then head down to the kitchen.

"La nieta, how many times I have to tell you. Stop leaving the platos sucios in sink! LÁVALOS!" She snapped at me. I'm way to high to be getting lectured at, and I think she noticed cause she started staring me like I had three heads. Shit, I should be looking at her like that cause she the one with three eyeballs right now.

"¿Estás drogado?" She asked. I made no face expression cause it was taking me forever to realize what she said. "Really nieta? You need to get a real job so you can get the fuck fuera de mi casa! I'm tired of this shit! Tú nunca haces nada-" She was interrupted by the door opening.

"Aye waddup tho," I heard Cristiano announced. I call him Chris cause who has the time to say the whole thing.

Chris deadass my best friend. We been chillin since the 5th grade, and now we 21 living our best lives. Well he is, I'm struggling with what I wanna do. I have no hobbies, didn't go to college, and hate people. I should be a stripper or a drug dealer.

"Ew, you have a booger!" I said like a four year old.

"O I do?" He ask picking his nose. I started to fake gag and he laughed.

"Damn Mo, you high as shit," He chuckled.

"I'm not highhh, maybe you just low. Every think about that?" I said giggling.

"¡Get this chica out my house before I matar su culo!" Abuela snapped from the kitchen. Chris chuckled but I saw nothing funny.

"Put some shoes on, which cho nasty feet," he told me.

"You know you wanna suck on these toes," I joked.

I can never see me dating Chris, if yall are wondering. Yea there is times I think about riding his face till I cream everywhere, but I don't see us getting together together. He likes thick, badass, brownskin shawtys. I'm opposite. Skinny as hell, sweats and hoodies 24/7, and a crazy ass latina bitch.

"Nasty ass, come on! I'm hungry as shit," He told me opening the door. I put some random slides on I had in the hallway and we headed to his car.

"Heyy Chris," I heard some random chick call out from the sidewalk. I didn't look up cause I really don't care, momma wants some food.

"Hey ma, wassgood?" Chris ask. I know this nigga not trying to make a conversation with this chick.

"Nothing," She chuckled, "Where you heading?"

Omg, I'm bouta snap on a hoe. "Where you heading", like this bitch don't see me getting into the car too. I finally looked up and didn't recognize this chick at all. She was a slime thick darkskin, hell she bad as shit. Don't matter how bad a shawty is, don't ever stop a hoe from getting free food.

"Oh we bouta go grab sum eat, ya know," he answered back.

"That's cool, you tryna come chill with me later on-"

"Shawty, we tryna go. I'm sure you got this nigga number," I interrupted her.

"I don't recall me ever talking to you-"

"i DoN't ReCaLl mE eVeR tAlKiNg tO YoU. Puta, I could care less." I said opening the car door.

"Hoe, who is you talking to-" She said walking up my driveway, towards me.

"Bitch I was making eye contact with you!" I walked towards her as well. Chris came in between us, calming this situation down.

"Damn Mo, we gon leave. I'll call you ma," Chris told us. I rolled my eyes and walked to the car.

"iLL cAlL yOu mA," I mocked Chris while we was getting in the car

"Yo skinny ass stay tryna mess wit the thick chicks," He said starting the car. Ion care what size you are, I will still come for you and not give a fuck. I'll even fight a two year old.

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this was short,,my bad lmao