Liyah (me)
Alexus(18)
Jasmine(18)
Prince(18)
Roc(18)
Ray(18)
My pov
Wassup im Aliyah but you can call me liyah for short. I sing and im a backup dancer for mindless behavior with my two besties Alexus and Jasmine. I feel torn that prod left but ayyee Nobody knows this but i kinda like raio, ray idk what it feels like to like someone bcus my dad always abused me and i never liked boys ever since but the past is gone and im living the life out in L.A.
Alexus pov
Hello im alexus but i perfer u call me lexi. I live with my sister jasmim and bestie liyah in L.A me and my sister been through alot our parents always fighting and never paying us attention then we were adopted then abandoned we found a friend (liyah) who is like a sister to us and she took us in until we were back on our feet. now as many sexy boys in L.A. its dis one boy roc oooo lawwd jesus his name even sexy i just dont know i think i like him but i never felt this way before.
jasmim Pov
HELLO BVTCHES!! my bad but im jazz and im sure my sis already told yall our story and all but yea i dance and all but im not as good as this cutie prince i mean between him his hair and his moves idk wich i amor most wait what am i saying amor idek what amor is.
Alexus(lexi)
jasmine(jazz)
No sun--no moon!
No morn--no noon!
No dawn--no dusk--no proper time of day--
No sky--no earthly view--
No distance looking blue--
No road--no street--
No "t'other side the way"--
No end to any Row--
No indications where the Crescents go--
No topo, início to any steeple--
No recognitions of familiar people--
No courtesies for showing 'em--
No knowing 'em!
No mail--no post--
No news from any foreign coast--
No park--no ring--no afternoon gentility--
No company--no nobility--
No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease,
No comfortable feel in any member--
No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees,
No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds,
November!
No morn--no noon!
No dawn--no dusk--no proper time of day--
No sky--no earthly view--
No distance looking blue--
No road--no street--
No "t'other side the way"--
No end to any Row--
No indications where the Crescents go--
No topo, início to any steeple--
No recognitions of familiar people--
No courtesies for showing 'em--
No knowing 'em!
No mail--no post--
No news from any foreign coast--
No park--no ring--no afternoon gentility--
No company--no nobility--
No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease,
No comfortable feel in any member--
No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees,
No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds,
November!
