"Drop the bass, mayne, the bass get lower
Radio say, "Speed it up, " I just go slower
High like treble, puffin' on them mids
The man ain't ever seen a booty like this"
I woke up to my alarm playing 'YONCE' that song had me turnt. I turned it on full blast and got ready. I was feeling happy and crunk.
I put on my Aaleyah crewneck with my black and white bandana joggers and low concords.
"Bye baby, have a good day! " my mom yelled out to me as I reached the door handle to my impala. "Oh and I won't be home tonight, gotta work a doubleshift" "alright ma, love you." I looked over to the right seeing August and I'm guessing his "new" girl walk out the house. She was honestly beautiful. She looked way better then me. Made me feel some type of way. I looked into the eyes of the boy I thought I loved.. he just smirked at me then rushed out the driveway blasting school boy Q's studio.
When I got to school Taylor was waiting on me by my locker. He was looking good. He basically had on the same outfit as me, but a biggie crewneck. "Hey boo" he said cheesing. "Hey, ooh why you gotta jack my style bruh" I joked. "Girl please, you know I stay bossed up" he said making a ghetto girl voice. I was too weak, mane. Bruh, this nigga was fooling.
*gym*
Me and T was chilling in the stands for gym. Today was a long day, and I was ready to get tf outta here and go to sleep. "So, um whatchu doing after school? " Tay asked nervously. "Nothing, prolly eating and thinking, sleeping. Same ol'. Wassup? " "You need to have fun, get out the house, and live a little " "man, alright. Were we going?" "Imma come scoop bout 8 we going to this party " "OK"
I was putting the finishing touches on my outfit which required a long white tight shirt, black jeans, and some forces and a gold chain Tay got me awhile ago. I heard a vibration noise followed by tays picture popping up on my phone. "Come open the door" he said then hung up.
"Put this on" he threw a bag at me pushing me into the bathroom. "What's wrong with what I have on?" "Just put it on"
HELLLLLLNAHHHHH
this nigga bought me a crop top that showed most of my stomach, highwaisted shorts that showed off my ass cheeks, and a beanie that said baddie. I look like a fucking heauxs. "Damn, u look good" Taylor said licking his lips. "I look like a heauxs" I said shifting my weight to the right. "Just come on" When we got there, the party was already LIT. Everybody looked like a billion dollars, the boys was rocking, and the girls looked like heauxs— including me. I started vibing to Yg -left right, while tay went to get me something to drink.
"What is this? " I asked.
"Lemonade." "Okaaaay " I said feeling uneasy. After drinking I went back for more then more and more. Whatever that drink was, made me feel really good. I was twerking on the table to this song with this unfamiliar girl when I heard "OPEN UP, IT'S THE POLICE" nobody cared so we kept on dancing. Till the door was kicked down. The girl and I were snatched off the table and thrown into the police car. "Damn, where tf is tay?" I mumbled. "You mean Taylor? " the girl asked while looking me up and down. "Yes, why you lookin at me like that?" "girl, I'm his sister, my name is Tayvia " " oh, heey, im dayshia"
After taking mugshots and blood test, I was called into the back room.
"TF YOU MEAN, COCAINE? I only drank lemonade. " I yelled looking looking confused. "Yes, we know. Calm down, so you weren't aware that you had been drugged? You didn't feel light, or reaally good? " "I mean Yea, it was making me feel great, so my friend kept going back getting me some." "Does your friend look like this?" The man asked pulling out a mugshot. "Ooh my god " I gasped. I couldn't believe it, my so called "friend" was a bad guy. He drugged me and I'm sitting here waiting on my ma to come pick me up from the police station.
" Dayshia Golden, your being released " I walked out seeing my mom signing some papers. "Come on" she said nonchalantly not once making eye contact. I felt so stupid..
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Hayran KurguHe was everything to me. My headache, My lover, My shoota, R.O.D., He'd hold the gun while i pulled the trigga, or vice versa. He was my Clyde while I was his Bonnie, but overall he was my bestfriend— and his name was August Anthony Alsina Jr.
