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I stood back staring at the three outfits I had laid out on my bed trying to figure out which to wear. "Aye Ant you read- "aye aye put some clothes on I'm not trying to see that!" Tyren said covering his eyes with his hand.

"I'm not naked foo, I have a towel wrapped around me. And that's what you get for barging into my room nig-mane knock on the door like normal people."

"I'm not normal."

"Yeah, I figured that out after the first day being here." I laughed.

"Fuck you."

"Ooou im tellin! Pops!"

"I'm not In y'all stupid lil bet."

"Wasup son?" Pops asked walking into my room.

"Tyren said a curse word."

I laughed pointing at him as pops smacked him upside his head. "Stop cursing too."

"Ow pop dang. Aye Ant snitches get stitches."

"Mhm every time you curse remember that sting." Pops laughed to walk out the door.

"Aye pop real quick before you go, which fit should I wear?"

Andre fold his arms across his chest tapping his chin with his index finger as he pondered. "Hm. What about the baseball jersey?"

"I was thinking that one too."

"I was gone say that one." Tyren said.

"To bad I didn't ask you now can you get out my room." I said pushing him out my room.

I flipped the radio on Soul II Soul Back To Life played as I finished getting dressed. I finished with a few squirts of cologne.

Jogging down the stairs Tyren sat on the couch talking to pops as Monica smiled watching me come down the stairs. "Oou let me take a picture." Monica giggled running around to get her Polaroid camera.

"Monica this is just a date not prom."

"It's both of y'all first date..right?"

"PshhNo!" Tyren chuckled. "I've been on plenty."

"Yeah me too." I lied.

"When you go on a date Tyren?" Pops asked.

"I took moms to mcdonalds."

"Yo moms?" I laughed. "That's not a date and yo moms prolly paid."

"She said it was a mother son date when I was like seven."

"Soo you never been on a date?"

"Nah, nope. You?"

"Nah lets go before we don't have any dates."

"Oh sh-shoot." Tyren said practically running out the house.

"Have a nice time!" Pops yelled from the door.

I got into Tyren car as we made our way toward the Banks home. "I hope we don't get lost shit."

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