You are a very spoiled 17 year old. Your about 5'4, medium length black hair, black and 1/4 Dominican, so you were a little light skinned, thick in just the right places, really pretty (conceited). Right now you live in a mansion practically, in Beverly Hills, Cali, you had a maid, butler, chef anything, you have all the clothes you can imagine (all name brand), you have all the jewelry, none of anything you have is fake. Your favorite piece of jewelry is your Anita Ko diamond encrusted necklace spelling your name. Your grandmother have it to you when you were 4 and you never took it off since she passed away. You hated being around prople who are beneath you class wise. You only talked to people who were high class, and high maintenance. Yes, you are very boogie and uptight, the only friends you have are friends from your toddler years. Everything was done for you, you never did anything for yourself except dress yourself and clean yourself up. Everyone thought you were perfect and your life was. Because you were always hiding it behind your smiles. They didn't know anything about you. Your "perfect" yet abusive boyfriend, your insecurities, you never shared your feelings, or any of your other secrets. You didn't even know your parents were getting divorced, and you were about to be moving out with your dad to live in South Central. But you're about to find all of that out. And thought the story secrets will unravel, some you never even knew. How were you even going to fit in? Will you make friends and be real or make friends and be fake? Will you look down on everybody? How will you feel about the divorce? Will you get rid of your boyfriend? Will the new people you talk to stay TRUE to you? Will someone break down your wall, so you can finally share your feelings......or will your keep them BOTTLED UP! Should I make this into a story??

yn & prod has a son together names kevin but we not together he has a girlfriend named destiny she is a bitch she tell kevin bad stuff about yn read to find more

Chad is in jail now. And it's been two months, you're finally out of the hospital fully recovered. You thank the Lord everyday for it. You haven't talked to Prod or his dad. They tried to visit you but you wouldn't allow their name to come out any nurses mouth. And at home you never laid eyes on them. But you've been cool with everyone else. And you're trying not to let the kiss from Daquille lead to anything more than that. Will you forgive Prod? Well you forgive your step dad? Will you find someone new? Will you and Daquille do more than what you're supposed to? Find out the answers in the Sequel.....Flirting With Love.

All characters and events in this story are completely fictional. If anything seems familiar it is completely coincidental. All situations in this story come completely from my imagination. ******* Loyalty lasts a lifetime, but what's the point of being loyal if you're being left behind. **** The money is treating him right, but he knows she'll treat him better...He needs to get back to her, but is she the strong girl he left behind? Have the bricks broken her down or built her up?

Yn Gets Married To Princeton , Princeton Really Do Care For Yn At First , But Then He Gets Tired Of Being With The Same Girl . & Having To Be Real With Her , No Lies , No Secrets , Nothing . He Wants To Be Free , He Just Wanna Have Fun , On Their Honeymoon Princeton Meets This Girl Name Brandi , Brandi Turns Into One Of His FWB , Yn Looks Through Princeton's Phone Cause She Gets Bored , Come To Find Out , Yn Sees About 10 Different Females In Princeton's Messages . Yn Gets Confused , & Then Ask Princeton What Is Happening , & Princeton Say There Co-Workers , Yn Believes Him . The Next Few Days She Finds Princeton In THEIR Bed fCking Some Chick , But Princeton Apologizes , & Yn Accepts The Apology & Move On With Her Life , Then It Becomes A Habit , With Females In Cali . Princeton Gets Around , Yn Cant Take It Anymore . Do You Think Yn Will Get To Her Breaking Point ?

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Hey Guys im YN I am 18 and I am very crazy love to have fun, but when its time to beat ass im serious about that. my mother is Nicki Minaj and my father is Drake. My brother is diggy(Simmons), I have have a twin named Angie and I am the older than Angie.i have a best friend named Dayna and I love Mindless Behavior especially Roc Royal. Hey yall im Angie I am 18. Daughter of Nicki Minaj and Drake, sister to Diggy and twin to YN.I bet you YN forgot to mention that two of our cousins, Ranae and Destiny live with us along with their mom, which is our aunt. I have a best friend named Aisha. I am going out with Ray Ray from Mindless Behavior but Yn dosent know. WASSUP! im Aisha I am Angies best friend.I am 18 and I don't play no games. When someone wants to mess with me, it dosent go to well for them.i love Princeton from MB. Yall will be hearing from me throughout this story, so imam pass it on to Dayna. AYE! I wanna give a shout out to my mom , dad brother sisters and friends. Anyways I am Dayna I am 18, I love food, I love being crazy, love having fun , I gottta have fun. I ♥ Prodigy from mb. I love my bestfriend we knew eachother ever since we were in kindergarten. Anyone wanna mess with me I got no problem with it.Ranae!!!!!!!!! HAHAHAHA! my name is Ranae I have a sister Destiny I am very crazy, see guys I took a little time off just to talk to you guys but I gotta go and Destiny says hi and you will get to know me and her so peace.

You and your daughter get abused by your boyfriend Jason. Something happens and you move in with your besfriend Chresanto. What happens while you live with Chres? find out in this series of "Fuck Your feelings".

A Justin Combs Story I carried the box that read 'Old Memories' into the room I unpacked the box and my landed on a hard back cover, I reach inside and pulled the book out. I stared down at the hard cover; it was still in the same shape I left it that day. I smiled, and rubbed against the cover, on the front was engraved the word 'Diary'. Moving my hand lower I felt the piece of tape it put there with my name on it. I looked over and sat in the rocking chair in the corner, I sat the diary in my lap just staring at it. It had been so many years since I ever looked at it. Before I even opened it up I started to reminisce on all the times we shared. It almost brought me to tears; I moved some hair behind my ears and sighed. I unlocked the diary with the key that was hanging off the side. I slowly slid it open and read what was inside......