Raniyah ( 6.)

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i admit i wanted love , but wasn't ready for it Yeah , sorry i broke your heart baby but what's a life without scars baby who woulda knew i'd get this far baby ? do you believe in shooting stars baby ?

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i admit i wanted love , but wasn't ready for it
Yeah , sorry i broke your heart baby
but what's a life without scars baby
who woulda knew i'd get this far baby ?
do you believe in shooting stars baby ?

" I like this song , what's the name of it" a white boy from my school asked , i guess my headphones were to loud

" shooting stars , by rod wave" i said smiling

" you pretty" he said showing his grills

" thank you , you ain't too bad yourself" i said giggling

" preciate that ma , but you wanna work together on this ? i be needing help"

" of course , what's your number?" i asked

" 850 790 2431 , Kilon , nice to to meet you" he said

" Raniyah" i said grabbing my things once the bell rung

I walked out the building and heading to my car speaking to people who spoke to me . I finally got in my car , hooked my phone up to the bluetooth and pulled out of the parking lot .

" MA IM HOME" I yelled as i Threw my book bag down

" she went to the store" my brother fat fat said

" okay where dad? is he here ?" i said already irritated

"yea he on the patio smoking" he said rolling his eyes

We hated our dad , he stayed cheating on our mama and doing her dirty . The only reason she still with his dog ass is because of money , she don't work and he don't either . All he do is sell weed and be on the block . Pimping out hoes . I hated everything about him .

" Hey niyah" His big ass said

" hey carlos"I said not giving him the time of the day

" how was school-"

" look don't try to make convo with me now , i got school work to do and make sure you pick up that hoe panties off the flo, before my OG gets home and feed fat fat , don't worry bout me" i said with a attitude and going into my room

I decided to hit up kilon to see if he wanted to meet up for the project

me : hey kilon , it's me Raniayh
Kilon : wassup shorty ?
me : are you busy ? i just wanted to meet up for this project .
Kilon : nah i'm not busy , you wanna come over to my house?
me : yea , what's your address
kilon : ....
me : ok i'll be over in 15

" wassup ? you can take off your shoes" Kilon said opening up the door .

" you have a really nice house" i said

" preciate ma" he said leading back into his room .

I sat down on his bed and it smelled so good in the room . He turned on some MajorNine , We was vibing and doing work . Kilon wasn't one of them " wannabe hood white boys" he was really cool , respectful and funny . I wouldn't mind hopping on top of it , if i wasn't messing round with Quint . As i bad as i wanted to stay , I knew i had to get home or my mama would be raising hell .

" i gotta get home , before my mama start calling" i told him gathering my stuff . He walked me to the door and watched me pull off . My mind drifted off to Quintion . He was my everything .. we've been through so much , we both cheated on each other , but he did it twice . He just didn't know what he wanted , sometimes it feel like right person , wrong time . I sometimes ask my myself how did i get so lucky .

" where you been?" my mama asked with a belt in her hand

" hey ma , i'm doing good" i said sarcastically

" no where the hell you been? prolly with that nappy headed ass boy , I come home and your brother crying talm bout he hungry . So Raniyah Chanel where the fuck were you?" she said

" project with my classmate" I said before smacking my teeth

" and you couldn't feed your brother ?!" she said hitting me .

" WHEN I CAME HOME HE WAS ALREADY HUNGRY , DAD WAS HERE AND HAD A TRICK OVER HERE TOO"

" come on fat fat , get some clothes we going to dior house , ion have time for this" i said going into my shoe box to get $200 , so we can eat .

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