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Khylin POV.
                          
"Khylin, honey...get up, yuh have school"
                          
Huh?
                          
What's going on?
                          
Knock knock!
                          
Knock!
                          
"Likkle girl doh mek me hav to drag yuh out de bed! Get up....now!"
                          
Ugh!
                          
I lift my head up from my pillow with closed eyes" aight momma!" I shouted back," Ah up".
                          
My head hits the pillow again as soon as I heard her retreating footsteps go down the stairs. 
                          
Mannn my fucking body hurts.
                          
Ah tired! 
                          
My head shoots up again.
                          
Last night!
                          
Damn
                          
Well then......I got dicked down.
                          
With last night still swirling around in my head I limped to the bathroom and took a much needed hot bath.
                          
I dress simple in a PINK beige long sleeve sweatshirt, blue cutup jeans and a pair of Adidas sneakers to match.
                          

                            

                                
                            
                              
                                  
                              
                              
                                
                                  
                                  
                                
                              
                             
                            
                            
                          
                          
                          
Taking my time I got down the steps and walked straight into the kitchen.
                          
"Morin momma" I give her a kiss on the cheek. "Daaaad" I give him a smile as he rolled his eyes at me and eyes me as I start to giggle like a loon.
                          
I slowly take a seat hopefully he doesn't notice.
                          
"Deja its too early..." My father eyes me. 
                          
Why is he looking at me....
                          
"Simone go get mi belt"
                          
I tense in my seat. Did he notice?
                          
Abort!
                          
Abort mission!
                          
"Wat why?" I'm scared.
                          
"I ain't raise no disrespectful chile...."
                          
"Uh....um"
                          
My mom turns around and looks at my father,"Darnell...what are you yapping about? What do you need yuh belt for?"
                          
"I ain't get no good morning.... So Simone as I said, go get my belt" my dad replied back to my mom while emphasizing her name.
                          
I let out a breath. OK I'm the clear.
                          
But dad. I think not.
                          
"Excuse me? Who you talkin to?" Mom puts her hands on her hip and stares at dad with a mean look.