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Chapter 3: Makes you ten times more beautiful

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Ar'mon 💪🏾
"DUDE WHAT THE HECK IS THIS?!" I wake up annoyed as hell. This nigga Trey just jumped on my bed. Screaming and shit like I'm not asleep.

"Bruh! Shut the hell up! Damn!" I managed to get out while throwing a pillow at his bobble head ass.

"HELL NAW!! WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU DOING POSTING THIS —IGNORING THE FACT THAT ITS ON OUR INSTAGRAM ACCOUNT—WITHOUT SAYING NOTHING TO ME! THIS SHIT COULD GO VIRAL WHICH COULD BE GOOD AT FIRST, BUT THEN IT'LL GO BAD ONCE PEOPLE REMEMBER WE HAVE OTHER GIRLFRIENDS!!" He screams again.

"NIGGA GET THE F-"

"BRUH! IT'S TOO DAMN EARLY FOR THIS SHIT!" in came Jordan looking hella pissed and is followed by Cierra and Josh.

"This nigga wanna bang one of my best friends!" my loud ass brother screams. "Bruh," Jordan turns to me.

"It ain't like that. We just talking. I'm not trying to sleeping with her and I won't be anytime soon. And Trey, you know them twins really ain't ours anyways," I said mean-mugging Trey 'cause now I'm wide awake.

We said we were dating the twins, because everybody was lying on us. One girl said I got her pregnant and some nigga talm 'bout him and Trey were secretly dating. 💀💀 So we ended them rumors with our fake girlfriends, but honestly. It would be kinda weird for us to be dating twins, because if each got pregnant by us, the baby would be siblings and cousin and that sounds a little nasty.

"I know y'all won't be 'cause I'll be supervising y'all." I swear Trey dumb as hell. Jordan and Josh busted out laughing. 🙄 "Bruh. We ain't gonna do nothing, damn."

"I'm still supervising" This nigga stupid. I gave up arguing with that big headed bitch. "Can we go to sleep now?" Cierra said looking real irritated. "I guess" looking Trey upside his lopsided head for waking me all the way up. 😡😡

With his E.T. looking ass.

Airionna 💖
Tray and I go running every Sunday mornings. I mean my body is poppin', but it doesn't hurt to get a little bit of exercise in everyday. But this morning he looked very upset. After a few minutes of running Tray actually said something.

"Why are you messing with HIM" Tray asks. What's with the emphasis on him? 😐 "Maybe because somebody only wanted me to mess with him FOR THE CAMERA" He groans. "Man, why does it have to be Ar'mon, though?"

"Because Armoni is the sexiest piece of chocolate to exist."

I didn't say that, I swear.

Tray groans again looking behind us. And there stood the person who called himself a sexy piece of chocolate. Like conceited much 🙄😂 .
Tray took off sprinting (boy where you going?) while Ar'mon caught up with me to match my pace.

"What is he running for? Scared imma beat his Prince looking ass?" He says. "Why'd you do that?" I ask. "'Cause pretty boy wanna threaten me and shit"

What? Wow, he really has been trippin'.

"I'm sorry about him, he has just been acting ridiculous." "Honestly it's funny as hell" Huh?

"He's real jealous in which, that makes you ten times more beautiful–well if that's possible–knowing that other guys want you as well."

Beautiful? He didn't just say pretty or hot. He said beautiful. Adding the fact that he said want you as well. 😍 I started cheesing.

"And that smile is mad gorgeous," he continues taking a step forward with that cocky smirk of his. Why are my cheeks burning again?

He took another step forward. This time, he was so close I could feel the warmth of his breathe. 😶 He then says, "See ya," and took off walking towards his house.

This boy is so extra. 🙄

Ar'mon 💪🏾
The next day I wake up and my (well almost mine😏) cute little brown girl, hit me up. She asks if we could make a video about what's been going on with us. It's all over our comments on our Instagram pages. People already asking question about us. All I did was comment two emojis. Damn, y'all nosey. 😂

But I decided we should do it.

Airionna 💖
"What's up? What's up? What's uuuuuupp? What's up, guys? It's your girl Airionna. That cute little brown girl everybody wants a little taste of. 😜😜" Ar'mon just couldn't help not making a face when i stuck my tongue out, yet again.

"As you can tell from the title and who's sitting next to me, we are going to talk about what's going on between us," I continue giving Armoni a quick glance. "So Armoni is-"

"Sexy" he says. I roll my eyes.

"No he's"

"Wishing that he was yo nigga" he sang.

"Quit." I giggled. "Ar'mon and I are just talking."

"Why you lying? Who do you think broke your bed?" He LIES again. 🤦🏿‍♀️ Dang. He didn't have to call me out on my broken bed. Everybody know its broke already.

I just decided to stare at the camera with a you-know-that-ain't-true face. But this dude has the audacity to pucker up his lips and aim at my face. So I pushed him on his chest yelling, "BOY IF YOU DON'T GET ON!" and he busted out laughing a little bit too hard. 😂😂

He 's acting really childish on camera right now. He's a flipping trip, but it was like this the whole time. I'm trying to be serious and this boy Armoni kept playing. I can definitely see how Trey and him are brothers in that moment. Because I've always seen the playful side of Trey, but Ar'mon has always kind of scared me.

...

After the camera is turned off we sit back down on his bed and he turns to look at me. He licked his lips then cups my chin. He began to pull me closer when-

"NOBODY GETTING ANY TONIGHT!!!" Trey screams, busting through the door. I look at Ar'mon and the look on his face made me think, Trey might need to leave the house for a few days.

"Bruh" was all he said though. I started giggling. This nigga Trey is at least trippin in a good way, unlike the other Tray. 🙄🙄

"Come on Trey let's go make a dance video." I say. We haven't hung for awhile and I always was closer to Trey than Ar'mon. I can't just only hang out with Armoni when I come over. With Armoni I've always been serious around him but with Trey I could be anyone I wanted to be in which I always decide to be me.

Trey started chuckling at Ar'mon's death glare.

"Gotta blast," he screamed and we took off running laughing the whole time.

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