Ayva's POV
Today is my day, March, 15th . And Your girl is finally 18.
"Happy birthday bitch !" Trina screamed down the hallway after school. "Need a ride?" She asked
putting her arm across my shoulder ."Definitely, I don't think I can handle Ace's black ass for another second singing happy birthday to me ." I laugh.
"Baby ! Baby !?" Jaden yells at Trina
Great, please hurry up and open this car door before this baboon reaches us .
"Baby ?!" He yells again . Jogging over catching up.
"What Jaden ?" Trina smacks her lips
And the baboon caught up .
"I've been looking for you all day. Where you been?" Jaden turns seeing me "oh hey, Ayva Happy birthday or whatever ." He said disregarding me again.
What the fuck ?
"How about you go look for one of those other bitches you seem to keep hitting up, I seen the messages Jaden, were done . " She says unlocking the door and slamming it behind her .
"Ah ha you crusty ass nigga!" I popped out the sunroof sticking my middle fingers up at him. "And you're uninvited to the party bitttcchh!!" I yelled as she drove off.
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Trina and I get ready back at the guys house, it was bitter sweet with it being my last night here . But it was my birthday and I had to make the best of it ."Girl all these people are pulling up in nice ass rides and shit, I thought it was suppose to be a small kickback ? " Trina creeped out the window . She turned around adjusting her yellow, teal and green dress.
"Damn you look sexy ." I say
"Thank you babe, but you need to hurry up and get your ass dressed too, we don't have all day." She finished pinning up her hair .
"Alright, Alright." I finished getting ready sliding on my red top and skirt
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Written In The Slums (COMPLETE)
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