Fixable

9

(Disclaimer: The last chapter was a partially a joke.)
I was angry that I had a body guard but happy at the same time. I knew it was for the best, I had several random ass girls trying to fight me! I'm only thirteen, fuck do these hoes want?!?

I was starting to bond with Frank. Having fun fucking with him. He kept me away from drugs. And I hated and loved it at the same time. I sat in my living room with him right next to me.
"Frank, you got a bigass head, you know that?"
"Fuck you, Dani. Looking like a hot cheeto puff"
I pushed on his forehead. "Bitch!"
"Hey, Frank?"
"Yes, Dani?"
"I don't want to go back onto the Dr Phil show. His fatass has me fucked up. I literally made his ass famous. He didn't do shit for me but make me look like a bad person."
Frank looked at me in the eyes.
"I know you may not want to, but I see a future star. A future model. A future rapper. And all it's going to take is you going on the show one more damn time. It's not that bad."
I sighed. "Man, I already got hoes on the show trying to be me. Red hair and same attitude as me. I know I'm finna be that bitch. Hoe, I already am that bitch. I was born that bitch. The fuck?"
Frank laughed. "Well, your flight to LA is tomorrow. Have you talked to Maddie or Demi? You might want to do that before your flight tomorrow."
I rolled my eyes. "Okay, Father." I smirked and went upstairs to get my phone. My fingers automatically clicked on Maddie's name. And it rang before she picked up.
"Hey, hey, hey. What's up?"
"Hey, bitch. I'm going to LA tomorrow. Are you gone come?"
"Girl yes! Demi and I are both coming."
"Man, that shit crazy. How pissed you think my momma finna be?"
"Hella!" We both laughed. "All right, well I'll see you tomorrow after the show. Good luck, and try to keep it together. I love you."
"I love you too and you already know I'm finna go off on that mufucka but I'll try. Love you too tho."
"All right, dear. Bye"
"Bye."