It is boutta be good trust me [Cᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇᴅ & ʀᴇᴅᴏɴᴇ]
Nini is on a path where she needs to grow up and start making decisions for herself, maybe a rough patch in life will drive her to something great, or something horrible.
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I looked at myself in the mirror before groaning and placing my hand on my forehead.
I feel like absolute shit right now.
"you ready?" Naujour asked as he extended out his hand.
"Yea I am" I responded before hesitantly grabbing his hand so that we could leave.
We headed outside and got into the car silently.
And that's exactly how it was the whole entire ride.. silent.
The only thing you could hear was the GPS giving instructions in the background, but other than that the both of us didn't utter a word to each other.
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We finally arrived at the place after a very awkward ride. He still politely opened the door for me and helped me out as I fixed my dress upon standing.
"Damn it's packed here" he broke the silence as I faced him and nodded in agreement; "we were supposed to come early since we are very good friends of the host but I don't care if we're late.. don't want to be here anyways".
"Yea cause someone made us late..." He mumbled and looked dead at me.
nigga shut up.
"That doesn't matter, the only thing that matters is that we made it with you driving high as a kite" i snapped back at him as he just laughed me off.
"You yappin man"
We walked towards the entrance as the security guards greeted me politely and gave him a strange look.. typical.
As we entered all you could see was white people dancing in extremely formal outfits and gowns .
Classic music played in the background on a medium level as elderly to early twenties men shifted their dates across the dance floor.
There on the food tables sat unappealing and probably unseasoned food that I was definitely going to pass on
"well shit.." Toosii said to himself as he looked at it in astonishment.
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He then gave off a weird look that I was unable to reckon. "what's wrong?"I asked while lookin at him as he faces me "this just ain't my typa party" he said truthfully as I nodded "I underst-"
"I know you did not bring this THUG to a luxury gala and event" a familiar voice jabbered from behind me as I turned around.
I watched my mom and my dad storm over to where me and Naujour were standing, anger evidently plastered on their faces."stop calling him that, his name is Too-"
