It's the first day back to school and ya bitch a senior nowww. Us seniors runs this shits.
"Kayla so we still matchin right??" I ask her as we both get ready and do our hygiene routines.
Kayla basically lives here. Her pops n my dad always chillin and Kayla is at my house everyday except on the days I go to my lil church group thingys.
I'm still very much a Christian, thank you very much.
Kayla tryna sign up to be in those groups wimme too because we be doing these lil fun things. It's hard to explain, but it's really fun.
"Yea we still matchin.. would I change my mind last minute?." She asks after spitting the toothpaste out her mouth.
"Yes, yes you would." I say applying my face cream.
"You right, I did." Covering her eyes smiling like this
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"MIKAYLA!" I shout in a whining tone.
"Bitch! We still gon look fire as hell today! Don't worry." She says patting my head causing me to wince.
"Oop, my baddd. I forgot bout dem braids." She says and starts laughing.
I got weave for the first time and bitch ain't nobody told me it'd hurt so damn bad!
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We finish our individual hygiene routines and we get ready.
We take our pictures and go downstairs with our backpacks.
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