"𝖠 𝖽𝗋𝗎𝗇𝗄 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖺 𝗌𝗈𝖻𝖾𝗋 𝟣𝟪 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌."
Latoya loved children and it was one of the main reasons she became a school teacher. It was a shame she couldn't have her own; atleast that's what doct...
"Antonio, sweetheart, where is your ride?" Latoya stressed. It was a quarter till 5 and the little boy was still sitting in her classroom, kicking his feet back and forth underneath his desk.
Antonio, or as he called himself, 'grandbabi', was one of her favorite students. The 6 year old was so smart, but it also came with a smart mouth as well. He had such a big temper, but he was so sweet. His mother had never been late to picking him up, so this was new.
"Ion know," He shrugged, "My uncle spose ta be gettin' me."
Latoya sat at her desk, her bags packed seeing as school let out at 4:00. She couldn't find it in her heart to just leave the boy with another teacher, especially because she knew Antonio favored her the most.
"Do you think you can call him, sweetie? I have an appointment Im supposed to be at."
She glanced at her apple watch, clicking her tongue in annoyance. She loved children and loved Antonio, but shit, when it was time to go, it's time to go. She couldn't sit here forever because she had a hair appointment at 6:00.
"I ca facetime him?" Antonio mumbled.
The little boy was about to pick up his phone when the classroom door opened, both looking in that direction to see a taller, skinny but muscular man walk through the door. Latoya squinted her eyes before her heart dropped.
King Von? As in the rapper?
She curled her lip up in a grimace. Honestly, Latoya didn't listen to rap, nor did she really like rappers as a whole. They degraded women, they promoted violence and drugs, and they barely talked about anything in those songs.
King Von was well known around Chicago, seeing as he grew up here, and still lived here as of right now. He used to reside in parkway gardens, but as of three years ago, he blew up, and now he lived in the suburban part of town.
"Unccc!" Grandbabi screamed, standing up from his desk and running into the rappers arms.
She watched as the rapper picked him up, swinging the little boy back and forth before kissing his forehead.
