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Atlanta, Georgia
Apartments
1:56pm
London Wheat
                          
"Oh daddy I'm bout to cum." Yanna hollered out as I dig deeper into her back. I felt myself busting inside the condom, I got my last few strokes in and pulled out. Hearing her heavy breathes made me laugh. Shawty going straight night night. Yanna is a girl I know from middle school, we stayed in the same hood so we always talked. I got in touch with her and she asked for me to come over and smoke. And things kind of went left. 
                          
I pulled the condom off and took it to her bathroom where I flushed it. I'll be damned if a hoe steal my nut.  I pulled my pants up and put my hat back on. "You gone call me?"
                          
"Maybe." I smirk. She can surely throw it back I can't lie it's attractive. "Whatever." she rolled her eyes. She got up limping to the bathroom and she peed. I grabbed my phone and keys and left 5 bands on her dresser. "Dang you can't chill."
                          
"Yanna we did enough chilling, I gotta go get my girl." she looked at me like I was crazy. "We can both go get her." I laughed and shook my head. Yanna ain't bout it and never was I know Monse will run circles around her. I exited her room and went to the door. She followed behind me and locked the door once I left. 
                          
I ran down the stairs throwing my hood on my head and sped to my car. When I got in I wasted no time leaving her crib. I gotta take a shower bad. I know I smell like Yanna, I was all on her. I looked around the glove department as I was driving for some kind of cologne. After I found some I drowned my self in it and let the windows down because I was choking. 
                          
It was 2:21 when I pulled up to her school so I sat and waited. This is the earliest I've ever been, I pray she don't ask any questions. I deleted me and Yanna's messages out of my phone and locked it. A few minutes later I heard the loud as bell and hella teenagers started walking out. I saw Monse walking with Kianna and Tee as she held her back. Like she's so damn pregnant she barley 6 months. 
                          
My sister ghetto as hell patting the shit out of her head and chewing her gum. She don't have to do all that, act classy one time. Monse said something to them and they laughed as she jogged to the car.
                          
She opened the door and I looked forward clearing my throat. I was still choking off that cologne. "Hey bae." she spoke with a big smile. "Why you so happy?" I asked. "Bae lemme tell you, so this girl Kendra fought this girl named India and got her ass jumped. I was like damn, all this over a nigga who be asking for dollars to buy black and milds?" she exaggerates. I laughed at her, she's the messiest person I know. "Javon foreal, her freaking braids is all on the stairs, her phone is broke, clothes ripped. I woulda shot this bitch up I can't lie." she clapped her hands. "Bae act like you boujie or some." I tell her. 
                          
I don't like gangsta Monse, it ain't attractive. She needs to stick to the pretty girl she is, I accept her drinking and smoking but she not from the hood so she need to act like she not. 
                          
"Boy hush." she pulled her phone out going to her camera roll. "Look I recorded it from the top of the stairs I got the best view." she passed me her phone. I clicked play on the video. I watched the girl get her ass beat the fuck up, they was stomping her and all. I couldn't watch no more so I gave her the phone back. 
                          
"Somebody shoulda broke that up once she fell down the stairs, I know her head fucked up."
                          
"Where you been? You came so early."
                          
"I was at the barber shop but he was taking too long so I left." I keep my eyes on the road. "Mhm."
                          
"You look pretty today." I tell her. She thanked me, then my phone started ringing. It was face down in my lap and I didn't want to look at it. It hung up and then rang again. I smacked my teeth glancing at Monse who was too busy in her phone. I picked my phone up seeing Yanna name on the screen. She about to make me beat her ass already.