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Princess "Sy" Jones
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📍 New York, 2023
"Here, you're invited to my party." Some random girl walked up to me and handed me a paper. I glared her weirdly but took it anyway.
I've been to multiple parties before but I never drunk because of cheer, now that tryouts weren't for another week that could probably change.
"You going?" Mari appeared out of thin air.
"Maybe." I shrugged, turning to face him. "You need a ride home?"
"Hell yeah."
We walked into the school parking lot seeing a bunch of people surrounded by a SRT, I stopped in my tracks to see who was getting in.
Of course it was Kilyier... he was making my BMW look like a fucking kia, but I was too grateful to care that much.
"New boy getting all the hoes." Mari chuckled.
"Yeah right." I scoffed. "He's just a regular fucking teenage boy."
I unlocked my car and slammed the passenger seat, starting it up while Mari connected to the aux without permission.
He was lucky his playlist wasn't ass.
♬
Ran up with some hope and he ran off as a ghost
Chopper with a stock and a dick, and a scope
She say's she was sleep, she says Tay-K now I'm woke
Come here bitch throat, oh-oh-oh-oh
Try to play me like a pussy nigga and it won't work
Chopper with the stock, it's gon' kick but it won't hurt
Turn his bitch sideways, rip 'em like some homework
Sneak up in his trap under the bed like a monster
♬
"You still too good to smoke za SySy?" Mari teased.
I rolled my eyes and turned the music up some. "Light it up."
His pothead ass got excited and reached into his backpack to take out some weed. I wondered how he even got pass security with that.
