It was the summer of '16 and Ameerah was in it for the long run. Her mother was done believing anything that came out her mouth, she knew it was a lie. Everyone knows not to believe a drug addict. Despite going through something when she was younger...
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Thanksgiving Day
I got a text from Odell saying that they'd meet us at my moms house for dinner which was in the next hour.
"Morning." Mj said.
"Morning." I said.
"How you sleep?"
"Fine. You?"
"Straight. You ready for today?"
"I think I needa smoke first then i'll be ready." I said.
"I hear that. Wouldn't be peaceful without it huh?"
"Nah it wouldn't. It would be worse actually."
"I feel you. I'm ready to hear what pops gotta say though." He said.
I smacked my teeth and said "You?! Man i'm ready to hear the excuse because I know he got one. He wouldn't be my dad without em."
He laughed and said "I hear that."
"Yo hair is pretty though. When you get it done?" He asked.
"Last night. I did it myself." I said.
"Word? I didn't know you knew how to do hair." He said.
"Well when you're locked in the house for two years you pick up a few skills." I said with a half smile.
"Tell me about it." He said.
He finished rolling the blunt and sparked it. We took turns hitting it until it became a roach and he put it in his ash trash.
"You wanna smoke another one?" I asked.
"Hell yeah." He said laughing.
Today was gonna be a good day. ——— A couple of hours later
Mj and I pulled up to my moms house and shortly after so did Ryan, Duke, Luke, and Odell. We all stepped out of our cars and met around the front of Mj's car.
"You look cute. You ready for this?" Odell asked me.
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