new
n(y)o?o/
not existing before; made, introduced, or discovered recently or now for the first time.
bal·ance
?bal?ns/
an even distribution of weight enabling someone or something to remain upright and steady.
Her life is a mess, straight chaotic...
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---------- The Same Night
Fuck it. Royce thought to herself, as she looked at Chance and some girl who she didn't know dance with each other. On the outer appearance it made her look like she didn't care but on the inside she knew she felt some type of way just by how her heart sunk immensely after she saw it.
The way she saw the girl twerking all on him made her want to yank the stiff ass hair that she had and pull her away from him. She knew she couldn't do that because Chance wasn't her nigga nor was he someone who she had a sexual relationship with. She kept all of her emotions about him bottled up inside of her, to the point where she couldn't even stand to see him dancing with someone else.
Taking her eyes off of them and heading towards the kitchen, Royce grabbed a bottled water from the cooler and leaned against the counter top. She scoped her surroundings trying to take in where she was.
Surveying the house, it was nothing but females hugged up with niggas, people smoking and drinking. The smell of weed lingered around the whole house as everyone seemed to have a blunt in their hand. Her nose turned up in disgust as the smelled continued to get stronger and stronger.
Drinking the last bit of water that she had and throwing it in the trash, Royce removed herself from the kitchen and headed back into the jammed pack living room. People continued to come in and out of the house leaving Royce no room to even manuever her way through everybody. Trying to squeeze her way through groups of people, she looked over into a corner seeing Chance talking to that girl he was dancing with.
Royce didn't want to make too much out of the situation but did at the same time. She grabbed her phone from her pants pocket and sent Camari a text asking where she was at. The bump of drunk dude allowed her to drop her phone on the ground. She reached down and tried picking it up, but her left hand wasn't quick enough as his foot smashed against the screen of her iphone.
The fumes of anger rose up out of Royce as she picked up her now ruined phone and pushed the boy causing him to fall over to flour. "You dumb ass bitch!"
Royce yelled causing heads to turn that were around them. She looked down and saw the boy who was completely drunk trying to get up from the ground but stumbled.
"I know this bitch didn't just push my nigga!" some girl who appeared to be the dudes boyfriend as she started making a scene yelling at her friends.
It was a dumb decision from the girl to then get into Royce's face trying to buck. Royce stood there looking at the girl as she looked her up and down until she was done talking her shit. Royce was a fighter and loved to fight. If she had to beat a bitch ass tonight then so be it.
"Bitch I will beat yo fuckin ass!" the dude soon got up from the floor and told Royce, moving his girl out the way and towering over top of Royce.
