𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬

𝙓𝙓𝙓𝙑𝙄𝙄𝙄

𝙣𝙖𝙟𝙖𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙨 | 𝙗𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙮, 𝙟𝙖𝙚

"mira lil sexy ass" i heard somebody say

whyy do niggas love to play wit they life

"on me she fine ass ion know how bully bagged her"

"dom get away from me, what's wrong?" mira sat beside me

"hey mira"

"hi?"

"them niggas like you" i laughed

"stop fore i throw up"

"don't say that about yo lil school bae"

"najae you not fucking funny" she mugged me

"you not fucking with gang?"

"get out my face"

"finna put you o- yasir you trying yo life right now" she cut me off

"i'm just playing pooh" i pulled her chair beside me

"look what yo mama sent me" she showed me the picture

"i'm bout to whoop her ass and yours for encouraging her"

"nayeli a hot girl move"

"imma hot girl my foot up her ass fuck she got on that lil ass shirt for and why is that bitch ass nigga touching her" i pulled my phone out calling her

"don't be hater"

"hello?"

"mama who the fuck is this?" i showed her the picture

"me and my man and watch yo mouth boy"

"you must want a whooping"

"hey ma don't pay jae hatin ass no mind you look good" mi took my phone

"thank you baby before get his ass before he get cut"

"we can jump him because he just tried my life"

"what he do now?"

"he gon say i got lil school bae's i almost threw up and they weren't even cute that's what got me"

"uh unt we don't do lil uglies"

"that's what i'm saying. jae you heard that? no ugly niggas"

"aren't y'all supposed to be rehearsing?" she asked

"yeah they about to call us but it's kinda pointless because we already know what to do"

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"fuck going to that rehearsal we been rehearsing this whole week i know what order i go in" i said wrapping my arm around mira

"shit finna go home and sleep" dom said

"dom did you call seven?"