𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄; notti osama - 000 (2024)

 
 
           
 
 
—jenaya-kamille white
sugarhill, manhattan.
"noo, cus I said the exact same thing!" the friend group walked down the streets of sugarhill. "you'd never catch me getting a train ran on me, proud celibate." jenaya cheered as the girls all side eyed her. "why y'all looking at me like that?" she squinted.
"now you know damn well..." navia laughed. "ow, what the f*ck was that?" jenaya spoke looking at the red dot on her skin. *pop! pop!* frozen orbeez guns fired in their direction causing them to start sprinting.
"they runnin!" a loud voice laughed as they ran after him. "do da dougie, do da dougie!" the boy demanded as he caught up to natalia. jenaya's back began burning as she ran down the side walk covering herself. she couldn't really cover herself, she was wearing a bill nye crop top, some american eagle shorts, and black yeezy slides.
"hit tha naenae luh nigg*!" the one with a lisp smirked as navia began nae naying over and over. jenaya kept running."wait- wait!" she pleaded tryna catch her breath. he kept chasing her till she tripped over her shoe. she busted out laughing as he held his hand out laughing with her. "see, I woulda made you do a stupid ass dance but u kinda cute so ian finna do dat." he chuckled seeing the happy, but unbothered look on her face.
"you know it's rude to shoot people you don't even know, stranger danger?" she grinned walking away to find her friends, only for him to follow like a lost puppy. "yoo, wait. tell me sumn bout' you i know yeen from here," he spoke catching up to her.
"depends, what do you wanna know?" she tilted her head as she raised her eyebrow. "well, start off wit where you from," he suggested switching sides with her on the sidewalk. "well.. i believe in stranger danger but you're cute. I'm from san diego, i'm visiting." she spoke causing him to scrunch up his face with a small smile.
"cute? nigg* i'm sexy as f*ck what?" he shook his head as she laughed making him crack a smile. navia and natalia argued with the other boys that shot them before looking at the one next to jenaya.
"nigg* go away! f*cking goon," navia trolled as she took one of the lightskin's guns and shot at the sky. "girl if you don't— gimme my f*ckin gun!" the boy with lisp played tug of war with it before letting it go making her tumble to the ground.
"this is why i hate black people," jenaya sighed. "nahh whatt?" the other boy next to lisp boy spoke. "let's go," navia spoke dusting herself off, feeling a bit salty. "my name notti," he reached his hand out for her to grab. "that's your real name?" she squinted.
"nahh, that's kinda confidential ts," he shrugged. "oh,—" then her friends grabbed her, snatching her away. "yoo wait! ian een get ya name!" he shouted not hearing a response. "calm down nigg*, that's prolly the last time you finna see her anyway," dd shrugged eating the starburst in his pocket.
 
           
 
 
—ethan azriel reyes
homecrest, yonkers.
"nahh but she was so bad broo," he placed his hand on his face and shook his head. "like, can I take a dive in ur ocean." he sung closing his eyes again. "nigg* shut up!" ddot chuckled a waterbottle at notti's head. he began chasing him before saying, "deadass like, i see dem thighs, bitch i see dat ass... let a nigg* smash." he sighed again as ddot and dd just sat there, judging the sh*t outta him.
"nigg* she said she hate black people doe," dd shrugged. "nigg*, I DON'T CARE. are you serious? and her booty was fat as f*ckk." he dragged sadly as they walked around the block. "nigg* shut the f*ck.—he looking for her f*ckin insta omg," dd sighed.
"what her friend name?" notti looked at ddot. "nigg* how am i posed to know?" he side eyed. "cause yo gorilla built ass was eye f*ckin her the whole time nigg*." notti bucked at him. "nigg* f*ck yo crumbl cookie built ass— her insta is ilovetwinuzis." dd interrupted rolling his eyes.
"how the f*ck?.. yk what ion even care," notti shrugged as he scrolled through her pictures. "nigg* doin all dis just to not talk to her next time he see her," dd muttered rolling his eyes
 
           
 
 
—jenaya-kamille white
glenwood, yonkers
"tia, where's my mom?" jenaya asked as she scrolled through her insta feed.
"looking for a home, why?" Anisa spoke as she cooked the food catching jenaya off guard .
"house for what..? papa's at home.." jenaya spoke standing up from the table. "oh, i suppose she didn't tell you.." Anisa muttered, her eyes widening as she cut the potatoes. "tell me what?—" just then her mother burst through the door greeting her daughter with a kiss on her forehead. still in shock she just sat there.
"mom.." she started making her mom hum. "why are you looking for houses out here?" she asked making her mother go silent.
(thoughts on the first chap? don't be a f*ckin ghost readerr!)