Part 29

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India Fletcher

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India Fletcher

next morning
7am
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i got up mad early because quan ass wanted me to drop ashley to her college again.

shit was quiet the wholeee ride & to be honest i didnt care if she made it or not.

but if she didnt then bitch thats fuckin karma im sorry😂😂.

my friend who i was going to, her name is aniyah & she wanted me to bring her a couple things from down here so i also got up early to do that too.

at around 8 i made it back home & started ironing my clothes while talking to dashawn.

"dont be wearing no slick shit" he said.

"i wear wtf i want to wear" i said laughing.

"gone make me come out there snatch u" he said laughing.

"aint snatching shit" i said unplugging the iron.

"thats whatchu think" he said.

"be quiet when makayla coming back" i said laughing.

"friday" he said.

"ok" i said.

"come for me 9:30" i said starting to get ready because it was already nearing 9 o'clock.

"ight" he said.

"9:30 dashawn" i said looking him.

"ok damn" he said.

"no because knowing you, you gone come way after 9:30" i said.

"nigga imma come fucking 9:20 how bout dat" he said.

"ok dashawn bye i love you" i said laughing.

"i love u too bae" he said then hung up.

i hopped in the shower because i didnt have to time to earlier this morning.

15 minutes later i came out & dried off. I put on my clothes & did my hair which was hard as shit because my edges was being bitchy..

"nigga quit yelling" quan said walking in my bathroom.

"sorry" i said laughing.

"who boutta drop you off" he said.

"dashawn" i said.

"oh ight, bring back a bad bitch when you coming back" he said looking at me through the mirror.

"no lil whore" i said.

"aint no fuckin whore" he said.

"yes you are" i said.

"you think you know me so well huh" he said.

"i do, im your sister luv" i said.

"shut the fuck up" he said.

"anyways" i said putting my things in my handbag.

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