August P.O.V.
Me and Ahmad went Jackson High School in New Orleans. We were the most popular people at that place, ya heard me. Bitches would fall down to they knees and give me head in the middle of the hallway of I said to. But y'all know I'm not like that. I keep that shit on the low low, I don't tell nobody, and she don't tell nobody. Ha ha. They knows how I roll at this school. I worked too hard get where I am. Besides all that shit about me popular, I always do my homework and get straight A ' s on errting ya heard me. I'm an honor roll student y'all . I might be a nigga but y'all if I don't get my shit together in school, you know Sheila, my mama, gon beat my ass, and I ain't for that shit. (I still get ass whooping and imma whole Senior, that's a damn shame) But anyway let me tell y'all about my day fa I get carried away. Aight y'all here is how it went. So I walk up in that school right, and you know me Ahmad had walked up in theh all fly right, you know walking down the hall and dapping my homies up when I saw the thot that give me head anytime I want in the hall. Bruh I tried my damn near best to hide behind lockers but it was too late.
"Aye Ashley ya boy Aug ova herr," Ahmad yelled. He know I can't stand that bitch and he gon call ha ova here. Man imma fuck him up when we get home.
"Aug you tryna hide from me now, I though we had this talk already I give you head, you talk to me!" She yelled in that aggravating ass voice of hers.
"Bitch didn't I make it clear I ain't wanna talk to you. I told your ass plain and simple we keep this a strictly dickly ya heard me!" I said told her and walked straight past her. I heard her calling after me, but I ain't answer though I kept walking. When Ahmad came up to me, baw I gave him a piece of my fucking mind.
" The fuck you did that fa mayne! " I yelled.
"I thought it would be funny to piss you off since you took the last chicken wing last night ." He said.
"You mad at me for a piece of fucking chicken, nigga mama made chicken. You was just being stubborn and didn't want no more. So you know what fuck you!!" I exclaimed and then stormed off. Piss ed me off.
Ahmad P.O.V.
I just had to piss my brother off right fast. Haha, that shit hilarious; had me dying like a muthafucka. Whew! Now that I'm done with that, I gotta head ova to my bitch Azaria. She real nice... at giving some good neck. Baw that bitch know she gifted. That girl swallow so much nut, she could throw up her babies... ya heard me.
"Azaria!," I yelled .
"Mahdi, how you doing sexy," Azaria said seductively. She know not to call me sexy, that shit turn me on, Zari know what she doing.
"Bae you know I would be better if you could give me some head right fast, " I whispered in her ear. I sent chills down ha spine. She grabbed my hand and lead me towards her car. As I passed my niggas I was smiling. They knew what was about to go down. If she do this good enough, I might eat dat box. August won't eat box for shit. *man that nigga gay, in my Riley voice*. But it is what is...
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August P.O.V
Man when we got home... it was hell.
"Hey Aug," twin bitch says when he walks through. I ignored his ass and continued to watch tv. I'm still pissed off at him.
"Oh so you gon ignore me," he said. He hates me or anyone else ignore him (especially me though)
"Man you a bitch, it was just joke. Can't you laugh nigga. That's right, y I u can't laugh because you got a stick up your ass," he said. When he said that I turned the TV up louder.
"Alright I'm sorry... Aug...Auggy... Auggy poo...Auggy bear... Auggy nigga... come on talk to meeeee! Please,'' he yelled
"Fine nigga damn what the fuck do you want,'' I said annoyed.
"Welll... I wanted to know if you wanted to go to a par-GCO
"Nigga you know my ass want to go to a party...,who's party are we going to?" I asked out of curiosity.
"Shadiq, you know that nigga be having fire ass parties and shit," Ahmad nearly screamed.
"When is it nigga?" I asked.
"Friday night," he said. I could tell there was something he wanted to tell me.
"Whats the catch nigga," I asked.
"Uh.... you gotta sing," he said hesitantly.
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The Alsina Chronicles
FanfictionThe twin boys August and Ahmad have always been the Mac Daddy's in high school, but those were childish and immature games that seemed fun at the time; but now, its catching up to them. Ahmad who is the hard head was a trouble maker back in their Go...
