"Angel get the fuck up bitch before we be late" I shrugged her. She always does this.
"I'm up hoe, stop fucking touching me, period" She had the nastiest attitude in the mornings.
I decided to put on my black ripped jeans and gucci sweatshirt with the Gucci shoes to match. I then made sure I put on my best strip lashes and laid my edges over. I grabbed my Gucci purse and shades to head outside.
"Wait sis did you get the weed from Trap? We still have time to roll a blunt right?" Angel hesitated before walking out the door.
"No idiot we already about to be late to 1st period." I was irritated.
"Girl fuck them people we already set to graduate and our attendance is A1, the fuck, come on." Angel grabbed my arm.
I started laughing. "I hate you bitch."
Angel kicked her shoes back off and began to bust the backwood down. My mom left for work at six this morning so I knew we didn't have to rush because it was only eight. I went back to my room to open the crown royal bag Trap had given me. My mouth dropped.
I saw two wads of $100 bills that were all blue along with two zips. It had to be at least $20,000. I feel bad for not texting him back now. This nigga really blessed us. I was not about to take this damn money though. I don't need him thinking I owe him or that he did something for me. I put the money back in the bag and took the weed out for Angel to start rolling. I didn't mention the money to her.
"Girl this do smell like some rapper though. I guess he know what he doing." I said before sitting next to Angel. I began scrolling on my Instagram. The first thing I see is a pic of Trap posted in front of his studio he just purchased with the caption "I been on top for a while" the lyrics to a Roddy Rich song. He had all his jewelry on blowing out smoke. I scrolled through the comments and saw rappers congratulating him. I double tapped and commented "congrats chubs ❤️".
"Here sis I'm about to go fix my lashes, we're gonna have to take a uber." Angel said passing me the blunt while walking to the bathroom.
"Don't use any of my glue I only have a little!" I shouted while taking a puff of the blunt. I heard my phone ding only to look down to see it was Trap.
8:52 am
Kevin🥶 : you can't text me back but you commenting chubs on my shit, you hell
Me: I fell asleep while you in your feelings. Anyway I need to talk to you. When are you free?
Kevin🥶: I'm always free for you ma. Why y'all ain't in school anyway
Ugh I forgot this nigga had me on Snapchat. I posted a cute 5 second video of me and Angel in the mirror this morning way after first period. But anyway I need to give this nigga this money back.
Me: Stop being nosy. Don't you have a few children on the way? You can't be my daddy. Anyway I'm waiting on our uber since you must know.
Kevin🥶: You saying that now. Cut the attitude. I'm sending Bullet over there to take y'all. Cancel that shit.
Me: Bullet? Oh hell no you can cancel HIM. I am not riding with his ass.
Kevin🥶: Aight.
*READ*
I don't know what this nigga thought. I am not riding with Bullet's crazy ass. All he do is talk and play. So fucking annoying.
"Angel you ready? The uber is 12 minutes away" I walked back to the bathroom to where she was.
"Yeah girl, this cute? I look fat?" She asked me while looking in the body mirror at herself. She was wearing her Nike pro leggings with the top to match and fur slides.
