Chapter 1

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  Ghianni
My name is ghianni but everyone calls me GiGi I'm 25 stand at 5'4 long black/brown hair. My moms Puerto Rican and my father which I have no clue who he is , is black.

I woke up with the sound of the birds chirping loud and clear. I did a morning stretch and looked over at the night stand which read 10:15 a.m. it felt so good to finally be able to sleep in since I graduated from the University of Georgia which happens to be in Athens Georgia and I live in Atlanta. Yes I've drove 1 hr and 21 minutes to school everyday! But I did it and I'm officially a business owner, I own the business of taking strays in providing the proper care so that they can get adopted to a good family.

I picked up my phone and called my bestfriend stacia. Stacia was 5'11 white girl my co business owner which happens to be my bestfriend she also have her masters in business. Two boss ass bitches making a way & we also both have our own little side business selling hair and lashes which she does makeup and hair. She's just amazing.

"Hey stac what's up" I said hoping she wasn't gonna say anything crazy this morning. Stacia is a ratchet, boujee ,classy ass women she doesn't give a fuck she says everything on her mind and if you don't like it well then oh well.

"Girl nothing, just ate breakfast on my way to the shop wyd?" She asked.

"Feeling good on this fine morning. But ima get myself together and be there around 12." I said and with that we said our goodbyes and hung up.

I decided to just make me bacon eggs and toast and call it a breakfast before getting myself ready to be at the shelter.

I scrolled down Instagram after getting out the shower and seen I had several DMs from people wanting to buy hair and lashes business was booming from both and i couldn't feel more abundant.

I decided on a plain white tshirt and some scrub pants since I was gonna be at the shelter today put my hair in a slick back ponytail and called it a day.

After 15 minutes of driving I finally reached the shelter where I seen stac's Porsche parked out front. I walked in and was greeted by a older white lady named Patricia, we call her p she was genuinely the sweetest lady and that's exactly why we hired her.

"Good morning boss lady" p greeted me. With the kindest smile, "
"Good morning mrs.P, I said back with a warm smile" I walked back to my office and seen stac coming.

"So girl there's this part... I cut her off before she could even finish last time we went to a party I was out of my element and so uncomfortable.

"NOPE, With the P popped" I told her, "last times we went to a party you were all over the place and bitches and niggas kept starring the whole night I'll pass" I said serious as a heart attack.

"OK WELL BITCH" she said rolling her neck, "idc what tf you say you're going because I wanna go plus it's Hassan club opening" Hassan was indeed Atlanta's richest finest lowkey ass man he was a business man he owned multiple 5 star restaurants and most popular night clubs and strip clubs he had his hands in a couple of things but everyone knew he moved bricks on top of bricks every nigga wanted to be like him or be on his team and every bitch wanted to have his baby. I looked at her side eyed

"Ehhh I don't know" I said looking at her having my mind already made up that I wasn't going. She looked at me with the straightest face and I couldn't help but laugh.

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⏰ Last updated: May 11, 2020 ⏰

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