Since Tiffani wasn't in school she either hung out with trouble makers or sometimes helped around the house. I only like one of her friends but he's a pot head. His name is Christopher but everyone calls him Four. He was one of the good guys, he tried to convince Tiffani to go back to school but their was nothing he could do. He carried a gun around even though he's not involved in that gang shit. It's just in case. Four was 5'7, he had a fro at times but usually it was in cornrows. He was light just like Corey, he had this deep voice and one of the strongest accents in the city. His lips were thick, his eyes were dark brown so you barely see his color, his nose was a little wide, but his teeth were straight like there was no flaws. He just turned 19, he had to repeat 10th grade after going to juvie. He don't talk bout it he just says it's a place he is never going back to. I'm glad he's with Tiffani at times but he can't watch her all the time. I wish they hung out all the time, but Tiffani wants to hang out with these two motherfuckers that are crazy. One of them is named Alicia, she was in and out of the system but once she turned 18 she was on her own. She was a free loader she stayed at so many people's couches until she moved in with her boyfriend. Alicia was caramel, 5'4, and loved dying her hair red. Sometimes I forget she even has brown hair. She has a skinny nose, dark brown eyes, chubby cheeks, and a nice smile. She definitely had a nice body which helped her sometimes. I don't hate Alicia but I wish her and Tiffani could get better. Then there's Veronica but everyone calls her Pumpkin. Honestly, I don't know where she got the nickname from but I didn't care. Veronica's eyes were big but one was smaller then the other, she was short like Tiffani and had somewhat short hair, she never looked happy nobody knows her back story but nobody really cares. Most people don't even know where she lives. Her and Alicia sold weed, but Alicia's boyfriend was the real deal. Any drug you name he has it, but he keeps it lowkey. He owns this traphouse but everyone knows not to snitch. He was usually silent maybe it's because he was always high I don't even know, his eyes rarely opened so I don't know the color, he has really long dreads, he was 5'4 like Alicia. Everyone called him mouse since he barely spoke. Mouse was in the game for a while. He's 26. Nobody knows what got him to this point but he's here and he's dealing.I didn't get the job but it was no point of trying. I'm the only one that watches over mama, make sure she's breathing and feeling good. I feel like I'm the only kid that really cares for mama. Tiffani was out and always getting in trouble. Corey was either working or looking for more jobs.
"Jasmin how are we gonna deal with mama?" "Get a job." "I think I might have one." "You better not be prostituting Tiffani." "No not that. I found a tiny house." "Tiffani get to the point." "Let's start dealing." "Tiffani you're clearly insane." "I'm not ruining my life. How the fuck would we even start? We don't have no money." Next thing you know Tiffani pulls out stacks of cash. "Tiffani where did you get that from?" "Autumn." "How much money is that?" "$10,000" "I give the money to Mouse and Alicia and he gives us drugs." "We get the money and pay for mama's treatment and our rent." "How we would get away with this Mama knows we're broke." "I told mama I started Bartending." "She don't know what club but I already told her I'm gonna make a lot." " I told Mouse the plan and everybody is down, but I'm not doing it without you." "What am I gonna say to mama?" " I told her you got the job." "Tiffani why would you fucking do that?" " We need the money, are you in or out?" Everything just became a blur to me and after a few deep breaths I finally replied. "Let's do this for mama."
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Living Like A Trapstar
Teen FictionIn the streets of Brooklyn, two sisters looking for money. One wants to be successful and the other one doesn't. What's gonna happen when tragedy strikes and there's no other way but to start a traphouse.