Chapter 1

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Tony POV

Hey, my name is Tony. Im 17 i stay on the westbank of New Orleans and im openly gay but not drag i still like to dress like boy.Im chill , team #Single and im layed back but my friend swear to god that im crazy and funny but i lowkey think them hoes slow.

Anyway this morning im waking up for school. I go to Westchase High and just like every morning im blasting my music. This morning i picked Vic Mensa Down On MY Luck. After i did my hygiene put on my school uniform ugh. our unifrom is not that bad because our colors are red white and blue i just dont like wearing it so I decided on my dark blue polo school shirt with khaki Levies jeans and my blue and white roshes.

i went downstairs to make me a quick sandwhich cause nobody in my house makes breakfast. While I was making my food my 14yr old lil brother Raymone was jus coming down but he still in middle school

"Hey Tony"

"whats up"

Once i was done I told Ray to come behind me and lock the door and with that i walked to the bus stop. When i made it to school I went to my locker. I dont know why I have one because none of my teachers gave books this semester but i still like to keep my stuff in it.

"Tony To To Tony Wassam la'bish" i already knew who it was. I wasnt nobody but my best friend Raya. Me and her been cool since youngins

"Wassam why yo ass so loud early in the morning" i said laughing

"Man you know my ass loud every morning dont play"

"Yo ass wasnt loud after you and James got in to it" i said smirking trying to piss her off. She snapped her neck back and said

"Cause bruh he be blowin a nigga"

I just shake my head at her comment. Soon after we made it to homeroom. As soon as I walk in there I hear Shanae ghetto ass

"Owee Tony and Raya I know yall hoes heard bout Tiera and ole girl fight"

"NO but I know you got the tea bout it tho"

See every day of the school year Shanae come in homeroom talking bout everybody and they business. If it wasnt bout somebody fighting or bout to fight somebody broke up or somebody ole man done hit them. I learned a long time ago not to tell nothing i wouldnt mind nobody else knowing. While me and a couple other people was laughing this dude named Joshua came sat next to me

"Wassam Tony" he asked licking his lips

"Wassup"

"What you did this weekend"

"Nun i had to work this weekend "

" Ohh so you independent huh? you works for yours" he said looking at me up and down licking his lips once more and smirking but what he dont know is i had done already peeped game I dont play with these down low ass niggas

" Dont you have an ole'lady around here some where"

"she not here so stop worrying bout her" he must have thought i was one of his lil hoes running around here

"Boy you need to be stopped" and with that the bell for second period ranged


ohhk so this is the first chapter tell me what you thinks this is my first story and it is very important

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