Latoya White a 22 year old with a cold heart moves into a neighborhood only to find out she lives next door to the biggest thug in Atlanta. Can he make her cold heart warmer? Read to find out.
Before I can even give her an answer she runs to my closet and begins cutting up all my clothes.
Polo, True Religion and Versace. My mouth drops this girl is pure crazy.
I opened her closet and ripped her dresses and clothes too.
We went on for 3 hours tearing apart each other's clothes.
"Okay damn if you don't stop Imma have to walk outside naked." She says and collapses on the bed.
I glance at the clock and sees that it is going on 6 am.
I join her in the bed. I hope she forgot all about Shay's car.
LATER Latoya pov I woke up around 12. I looked around the room and saw ripped clothes everywhere.
I guess things got out of hand.
I grab a robe since that's the only thing not ripped.
I jogged downstairs and see bags sitting on the table.
"Look what I got you mommy." Caleb says handing me a Chanel bag.
"Aww. How much did it cost?" I asked grabbing the bag.
"Umm 4 pennies."
I laughed. "Thank you buddy."
Marco walks into the house with more bags.
"You really didn't have to buy me all of this." I said About to grab the shopping bag out his hand.
"Girl what you talking about these my clothes." He said I started laughing.
I then remember last night about the car but I don't bring it back up.
Cassidy walks into the house.
"Come on bitch put your gym clothes on."
I totally forgot she wanted to workout this morning.
I quickly run back upstairs and try to find something to put on. And finally found something. ............. We walk inside and like always no one is in here.
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"You stay taking pictures don't you?" The same boy from the other day asked walking behind me.
