Is This Love?

Chapter 1

Paris P.O.V
*Word on the street I'm a suspect, hanging with the killers in the projects*

"Ugggghhhh" I groan as I get up cutting off my alarm.
Well let me start off by introducing myself. My name is Paris Renee Alsina. Yea yea August big headed ass is my bro. I'm 17 years old , I'm a bad bitch and I live in Cali baby. Lastly I go to Los Angeles School For Arts.

"PARIS GET UP!", said my mom Malorie

"Ok, Mom!", I yell back in frustration
I get up shower, do my regular hygiene stuff , and lotion up. I pick out my Black and white custom Lakers Jersey with Paris on the back with the number 8 on it , my white True Religions , my Oreos, and my black MCM bookbag. As I'm waking out my brother comes in my room😒

"Hey Paris, I can't drop you off today because I need to go to the studio" , said August

I roll my eyes because he probably just going to fuck one of his hoes "whatever August, my car came back anyway" I said walking past him going down stairs

"Good morning Baby", my mom says

"Good morning mom" I say kissing her cheek and eating my breakfast.

"I will be coming home late tonight, there is a big case I'm working on" my mom said. I'm not surprised, I mean she's a big time lawyer so she's barely home

"Ok" I say getting up to leave "but I'm leaving now, love you"

"Love you too honey" I grab my keys and walk out to my purple Lamborghini and head to school
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I'm sorry if it's boring , this is my first story , I promise it'll get better 👌