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"bubby!" mook greeted me as i walked into the the house.

"wassup." i hugged her and she guided me to the kitchen.

"you don't got class this mornin?" mama asked me before kissing my cheek.

"no ma'am, just a afternoon class." i told her and sat down on a bar stool.

"morning second family!" rayne called out as she walked into the kitchen.

"hey ugly lil girl." pops said coming from the pantry.

"mr. k i don't know why you act as if you don't love me." she said before giving mama a hug and sitting between me and mook.

"i don't." pops shrugged.

"hurtful." she said placing her hand over her heart.

"talk ta god about it." he said and flicked her forehead before sitting down.

"tt mora nem comin over?" i asked pops who shrugged.

"ion know and i hope they don't, tired of feedin the needy." he joked.

"shut up." mama said and laughed, "it's always enough for everybody."

"i don't care, they got food a they own house. always eatin up my shit and sam can't come hea no mo." he said while shaking his head.

"and why not?" mama asked placing her hand on her hip.

"cause her and that ugly ass khalil ate all my cheezits." he told her.

"you literally have three more boxes in there." mama said holding her arm out towards the pantry and he shrugged.

"i wanted that one and it was the white cheddar ones." he said and mugged her.

"wiz i done told you stop talkin shit about me." tt sam said as she walked in with baby kj and khalil following.

"get out my house." he said looking at them.

"i thought you loved me man," khalil said and shook his head.

"why everybody think i love them? i just tolerate ya'll na go buy my shit back or get out my house." pops said and crossed his arms.

"over some cheezits? you can't be fa real." i piped up and he mugged me before throwing his empty cup at my head.

"that's why you goin in a nursin home na, old ass." i said mugging him.

"i ain't goin no whea, imma stay my old ass right hea." he said.

"ya'll really gone do this every mornin?" mama asked looking at us.

"yes, yes we is." pops told her.

"ah i love it here." rayne smiled.

"leave."

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"trip me up one mo time." dee said and i tripped him up.

i shrugged, "you told me ta do it."

"imma beat the lightskin outcho ass, how you basically white anyways? yo daddy ain't light skin and neither was yo mama." he said and smacked my neck so i hit his chest making him cough.

"that lady ain't my mama, troy is so get it right hoe and my granny nem mixed." i told him.

"mixed wit what? cacasis? lil white bitch." he hit me and before i could hit him back and he walked into his class.

"bird chested slut." i muttered and headed down the hall.

"mr. king," professor avon greeted me as i walked in.

"mr. a," i nodded back and took my seat.

i waited as everybody else filed in and boy was they loud, it was better with just me and the other few students. i can't stand a lot of noise.

"alright settle down!" mr. a stood up and walked towards the podium.

"today is the start of our project for the semester, we'll have very few small projects but this is the main one." he said while scanning us over.

"this semester you'll be paired with somebody who i think will be not only a challenge for you but a great companion or friend also. i want you to get to know one another, take your relationship, and turn it into a writing piece. there's no special format or anything and if you want you could do a visual piece like a painting or a video." he explained.

"now i know some of you aren't to found on meeting new people, but that's how life works so get over it." he said with a closed mouth smile, fuckin dick head i tell you but he was cool peoples.

"anyways the names of your partners are on the rubrics, so take it as is because there are no trades. if your little boyfriend ends up with your enemy then so be, if he's the one you then have nothing to worry about." this man was evil, i like it.

"mr. a you foul." this dude name gq said.

"i'm not." mr. a replied and shrugged.

"oh uh uh, mr. a you can't be for real." tia said looking down at her paper.

"you heard me earlier tia now suck it up." mr. a told her before handing me my paper.

"you funny." i told him.

"what? you and ms. davis are my best students, i wanna see the outcome of this." he patted my shoulder before moving on.

he set me up and made santana was my partner this semester, his best students my ass.

the rest of class was just writing assignments and such then we were free to go.

i was headed towards my car so i could wait for dee ugly ass and somebody started walking along side me.

"hey pal." santana waved with a small grin on her face.

"wassup." i laughed a little bit.

"looks like you stuck with me this semester so let's make the best outta this, yeah? and i didn't know you was writer." she said and i shrugged.

"i ain't know you was one neither, but we learn somethin new everything right?" i said.

"right." she nodded to herself.

"anyways i was thinkin we could go out for a late lunch or somethin this weekend if you up for it so we could get started." she suggested.

"that's coo just text me." i told her.

"will do." she said and somebody called her name, "i gotta go but i'll see you later king."

"see you lata davis." she left and i continued the walk to my car.

"wassup bitch boy." dee said and slapped my back.

"i'm sick a yo boney ass." i said and pushed him away from me.

"you and yo lady?" he asked.

"you in my business?" i resorted.

"very much is, wassup witchall anyways?" he questioned.

"ain't nothin up, we partners in mr. a class this semester. why you bein so nosey?" i asked him and unlocked the door.

"cause i can be." he shrugged and clicked the seatbelt behind him and not over him.

"imma slam on the break on purpose just cause you'on wanna wear a seatbelt." i told him and pulled out the parking lot.

"you ain't bout it." he said waving me off and i made sure no cars was coming before i slammed on the breaks making him fly forward.

"i really hate you, that's why you adopted. white ass," he mumbled and rubbed his forehead.

"nigga how you gone tell me i'm adopted when you the real orphan hea?" i said and screwed up my face.

"drive that damn car or imma kill us both." he threatened.

"i'd really like ta see you try."

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"e got a girlfriend ya'll." dee blurted out and i pushed him off the chair.

"ion got shit." i said.

"girlfriend? who?" tt mora asked.

"ion have a girlfriend." i repeated.

"you don't gotta lie." mook said and crossed her arms.

"it's santana ain't it?" tt sani said and my mama's eyes went wide, "ryan daughter?"

"oh my- bruh no. dee just sayin that cause i made him hit his head inna car." i said and bucked at him.

"so what ya'll is then?" tt sam asked.

"partners for this semesters project, ya'll nosey." i said.

"exactly leave him be," pops said and waved them off.

"thank you." i said twisted up my lip.

"anyways i got a question." dee said and we looked at him.

"if it's somethin stupid don't even talk." uncle ace told him.

"so ya'll gone let him call me stupid?" he asked cali.

"you just talk to talk son." brooks told him and i laughed.

"anyways uncle wiz why yo child white?" he asked and pops mugged him.

"lijah ain't white, he light skin and he always been light ion know shit." pops shrugged.

"why you white?" pops mocked and tilted his head.

"right askin dumb ass questions." maj said and tt ara popped her lip, "curse again."

"mama i ain't even- okay," maj closed her mouth.

"imagine." joker said and tt nana raised her hand making him shut up.

"nah man joker!" yanna laughed and held her stomach.

"not you lettin nana clown you, damn shame." tt sam and shook her head.

"ain't nobody do none." joker mumbled.

"speak up she can't hea you." i teased and he flicked me off.

"ole mad ass."


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