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*UH, How imma come on it? I just come on it. Another bitch, why would you put a bum on it? Special Olympics, imma go dumb on it. No bike tricks, but imma stunt on it.*

 

- Nicki Minaj's "ROCKSTAR" verse blastes through my pink beat's pill. Ya see, I could never wake up like a normal person with a regular alarm tune playing on my phone because I always drift off into a deep sleep. Every night. Dont ask. Daddy & Roland hates it because it wakes them up too. But hell, we all got the same schedule so wake yall asses up. Roland is my older brother. Nigga think he can boss me around just cuz he's ONE year older than me. Please. Imma end up poppin' him in those big ass lips of his one day. Everybody we come across thinks we're twins cuz we look EXACTLY alike.

 

But truth is we're a year apart. Im 16, he's 17. We're both juniors in high school and we'll be graduating together. Pretty dope, right? Only exception for me is that I started kindergarten when I was 4. Daddy never really told me why. Anyway, me and bro have style for days, you'll never catch us slipping. I got niggas lined up around the corner and he got bitches. Im never really the one to brag, or the cocky type, but it is what it is. *shrugs* I have curves in all the right places, c- cup breast, fat ass, and of course a pretty face.

 

I love Nicki Minaj with a passion. I swear that's my bestfriend in my head... Anybody pop off at the mouth about her around me and all hell breaks loose. I mean, living in cali you woulda thought we would have bumped into each other in a shopping center, right? But seeing as though in a past interview she mentioned she did most of her shopping online. Anyway, daddy coaches the San Francisco 49ers, so money was never really a problem for us. Even though I know not a single thing about football, it's pretty cool being on the big field surrounded by all those sexy football players. My, oh, my. But bro loves it.

 

Im captain of the cheer squad so of course these females have more than one reason to hate on me. I mean, I must be doing something right...... mama walked out on the family when I was around 3. I hate her so much to the point where if I was to ever come be in contact with her presence again I'll punch her dead in her nose. Yeah, I know that's the woman who birthed me and I should respect her by any means. Blah blah blah. But her leaving really hurt me to the core. Daddy doesn't know how to fully raise me into a woman.

 

I thought men were known for walking out on their families. Deadbeats. But, I guess that's an unfortunate topic. Anyway, you'll learn more about me later on. I should get dressed before im late for this hell hole known as school.

 

I threw the covers off my body and turned the volume down a few notches on my phone before roland decides to bust (pauz) in my room with some slick shit to say. I roll my eyes just thinking about having to hear one of his rants today. I headed to the bathroom to do my daily routine.

I grabbed my pink rag off my bath rack and ran it under scorching hot water. As I let the rag rest on my face for about 10 seconds, then removed it, I scanned over my natural beauty. I bit down on my lip thinking about hoe much I looked like mama because I didn't really have it in the bag with daddy. Roland does tho. I brushed my teeth and stopped in front of my closet deciding on what I was gonna put on for the day. I walked to the back of my closest really contemplating....

I decided on my floral print tube top and a pair of baggy cargo shorts. I'll wand my hair when im finished.

 

                                            Roland POV
*Pussy ass nigga stop hating. Lil tunechi got dat fire, and these hoes love me like satan, mannnn. Yeah, fuck wit me and get bodied, and all she is dick. She's onna strict diet, that's my baby*

 

I woke up bobbing my head to the music. Lil wayne is raw as fuck. That's my nigga. Drake something straight too. I threw my legs off the side of my bed and rubbed the sleep outta my eyes. This waking up early shit is hell, I cant wait til summer break, man. I lazily walked over to my closet and ran my hand over my face. I let out a breath. What to wear, what to wear. I walked to the back of my walk-in really contemplating.

 

I decided on a navy blue nike shirt, ripped acid washed jeans, white nike socks, blue and white jays, and a NY fitted. It's the last week of school, so you know me and sis gotta be on our A game with style... Raygen id my main nigga. If nobody else got my back, I know she do. And I got hers. No doubt about it.

 

I walked into my bathroom and looked over my scrufft face. I ran my hand thru my rough curls and let out a loud sigh.

"Fuck am I gonna do with all this hair?" I thought to myself. I hated that long, thick, hair ran in the family cuz my shit went down my back. I really be having no clue what to do with it. I meab, I go with raygen every other week to get a trim but I really dont be seeing the difference.

I wonder how long my mama's hair is. I know we got the from her side of the family, because I know for a fact we didn't get it from my pops. I knew she was pretty by the pictures pops used to show us, and ray (raygen) looks just like her. I shook my head at the thought of her.

 

After I finished my hygiene routine I tugged at my basketball shorts and walked out my bathroom. Being the team captain of my basketball team at Aragon high school, I gotta keep my head straight. Lot of people depending on me, yo.

                                                  No POV
As raygen finished wanding her hair, she stepped over to her vanity and applied some mascara and a coat of lipgloss to her full lips. She then grabbed her 'ONIKA' Perfume by Nicki Minaj and sprayed it about 20 times in the air, then stepped into it. When she reached her neck, her eyes rolled to the back of her head. She sighed.

 

"Smells so damn good..." she semi whispered.

Roland stood at the crack of her door no longer being able to hold in his laugh. Scaring raygen in the process. She dropped the perfume on her toe as she tried to see who was creeping at her door.

 

"Ouchhhh! Shit, roland!" She reached down to grab her foot, bouncing backwards on one leg and tripping over her carpet. Roland laughed hysterically trying to find the strength to go and help her up.

 

                                        Raygen POV
My toe hurts like fuck! Damn! I dont know why Nicki even had the audiacity to make these bottles so heavy. I glared at ro (roland) as he was coming towards me.

 

"Dont. Fucking. Touch. Me." I said through gritted teeth and swatted his hand away. He sucked his teeth.

 

"Chill, sis" he reached his hand out to me again.

"Nah you 'chill' bro" I rolled my eyes and grabbed his hand anyway because I do need help getting up off this damn floor. I hate his ass. He helped me sit on my bed.

 

"Grab my shoes out my closet" I demanded. He looked at me like I was a gay nigga tryna touch his peen. He started to walk out my room.

"Nah, you good" I raised my eyebrow.

 

"Oh, im 'good' huh? Hmm, okay. We'll see who's really 'good' when I dont make you omelet,  nigga." I pushed myself off the bed. Ro whipped his head around so fast I thought it was gonna do a 360 spin. He rushed back over to me.

 

"Okay nah, chill chill chill, ray" he roughly pushed me back on my bed. I giggled.

"Which one's?"

 

"My white roshe runs" I said while pointinh to my closet. He's such a sucker when it comes to food. I shook my head as he came back out my closest with the right shoes. He even bent down and put them on for me. I smirked.

As he was finished tying them, I patted his head.

 

"Good boooooooyyy" I snickered. He mean mugged me and shoved my hand away as he got up to fix his clothes.

 

"Fuck outta here with all that" he jumped up and smacked the board above my bedroom door before exiting. He turned around and gave me a cheesy smile.

 

"I still want my omelet." He said. I flicked him off and got up to retrieve my cheer bag.

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                                           Nicki POV
I was sitting at the island in my kitchen with my mac infront of me, going through my emails. One in particular with the subject reading "YO!!!!!" Stood out to me, so I clicked on it. It was a youtube link from baby, telling me I should look at it ASAP. I shook my head at his dramatics and clicked on the link. A pretty light skin girl with long hair and a cute light skin boy, who im assuming was her twin brother, appeared on my screen. They were dressed as me and rapping our "sunshine" verse. I giggled as I turned the volume up on my computer before leaning back into my chair.

 

"I'll make them girls jump like im criss-cross" the girl grabbed a jump rope off her her bed and started doing a double dutch routine, as the boy was in a squat position cheering her on and blowing a whistle. I threw my head back laughing hysterically.

 

"Yo, I really cant." I wiped a tear that manged to escape.

"Safaree, come here!" I yelled. I knew he was in our home gym because I could hear weights hitting the ground all morning. A few seconds later SB appeared in the kitchen. As he opened the refrigerator to grab a water, I stared at his chiseled back, which was dripping in sweat, and bit down on my lip. As he turned around, me and his 6pack had a stare down and I instantly became wet. I looked down between my legs shocked.

"What the hell?" I said outloud, not really meaning to.

 

"Wassup?" Safaree said, now leaning over me trying yo get a glance at what was on my computer screen.

"Oh, I, um... wanted you to look at this" I leaned up and started the video over.

 

"And get away from me you stinky boy" I swatted the air in front of my nose. He sucked his teeth.

 

"Man, whatever." He grabbed the towel that was resting around his shoulders and dabbed the sweat off his forhead. I let out a giggle.

About 2 minutes in the video we were both nearly on the floor in laughter, then we noticed something. As I rewinded the video back and let it play I noticed they threw their own little freestyle in there.

 

"Yo, that was hot!" Safaree interrupted. I chewed down on my lip and leaned back in my chair again.

 

"Yeah, it really fucking was." I placed two fingers on my chin and made a beat on the island with my fist. I scrolled down to the comments sections and clicked on on the girl's youtube channel to see that she did quite a few covers to my songs. She was def a barb. Her name was raygen. Raygen collins.

 

"Hmmm... her profile says she's only 16 which means she's still in school. Safaree, find a way to get in touch with them for me."

He sucked his teeth.

 

"Boy..." I pointed my finger in his face.

"Why I gotta do it?"

"Because I asked you to." I raised my eyebrow.

"That dont mean sh-"

"Faree, please?" I gave him my best puppy dog face. He leaned his head back and let out a loud sigh. He leaned over the island and jerked my laptop his way. I hit him in his chest.

"Dont break my shit, safaree!" He sucked his teeth again.

"Like it's a problem for you to buy a new one. Yeah, whatever."

I rolled my eyes at him being mad and stood from the chair at the island.

 

                                         Safaree POV
Before nicki went upstairs she came up behind me and wrapped her arms around my neck from behind me, seeing as the position I was in leaning over the island. She gave me a kiss on my cheek.

 

"Thanks, babyboy" she said in the most sweetest tone I ever heard. I turned my head in her direction and gave her body a once over, licking my lips in the process. She had on some fuzzy zebra pajama shorts and a white tank top. Her hair was in high ponytail. Boy, did her natural beauty look good. She smelled good as hell too, boyt had a nigga mesmerized.

 

"You're welcome"
She smiled as she let go of my neck and turned around to go upstairs. My eyes traveled to her add as she walked up each step slowly, making me go into a trance. She added a extra little bounce which made it jiggle. I swear she was doing this shit on purpose. I shook my head.

"That's ya bestfriend, nig. Calm it." I let out a sigh before making a youtube account and leaving a comment under this raygen girl's video.

 

 

 

 

 

so what yall think? what it too short? what do yall think of raygen and roland? give me feeback. please. (: *smiles*

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raygen

 

 

what she wore

 

 

 

roland (and the outfit he wore)

 

 

 

josh (their dad)

 

 

 

nicki

 

 

safaree