𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝟤

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As we walk into the party I immediately get hit with a strong smell of weed and alcohol. "Wanna go to the drinks?" Marcus asks me.

"Yeah let's go" I grip his hand tighter as he leads me to the kitchen. Once we get to the kitchen we see hella' people making out and drinking.

I went up to the Hennessy and poured me a cup. I feel arms snake around my waist. I look up and see Marcus smiling down at me. "Can you pour me some too?" He pouts.

"Sure baby," I say as I stand on my tippy toes and lean my head back against his shoulder to give him a quick peck.

Once I pour both of our drinks, he backs up and grabs his drink from out of my hand. I take a sip and make a face at the bitter taste. "Fuck that's nasty" I scrunch my face up.

"It's not that bad" He shrugs off. Before I can reply a guy says his name causing him to turn around. "Aye wassup Marcus long time no talk."

I look up to see a brown skinned guy with pink hair who's just a little shorter than Marcus, come and dap him up.

He looks extremely familiar but I can't put my finger on it.

"Wassup Que, how you been my nigga?"

Que?

Que? Why does that sound familiar? I feel like I've met him. "This your girl?" He asks signaling towards me. "Yep this is Kaylee, Kaylee this is Que" he introduces us.

"Nice to meet you Kaylee. You look good tonight" he smiles.

I guess I don't know him

The majority time we were at the party we were just dancing and drinking. I got kind of drunk but not to the point where I was crazy. More so just tipsy.

I will admit though, I'm glad that I decided to come to this party because the DJ has been playing bops all night. From old school to new school songs, all the shit they've been playing has been good.

Soon 'Ambitionz Az A Ridah' by Tupac came on. "Hold on cause this is my shittttt" I scream to Marcus. "What chu' know about pac?" he screams back. "Look I'll show you"

I start to rap along to the lyrics.

"Now, you know how we do it, like a G
What really go on in the mind of a nigga
That get down for theirs
Constantly, money over bitches
Not bitches over money
Stay on your grind, nigga
My ambitions as a ridah
My ambitions as a ridah"

"Okay, Okay you know yo pac" he said putting his hands up. "Yeah that's what I thought. But I'll be right back let me go to the bathroom" I tell him.

"Want me to come with you?"

"Nah I'm alright. I'll be back," He nodded his head in understanding and I walked away.

I walked around a little bit looking for the bathroom, until I finally found it. I hurriedly went in and seen some people sucking each other's faces off leaning against the sink. "Get out I gotta pee," they looked at me with a stank face before leaving.

I peed, did the rest of my business, washed my hands and then left. I walked into the kitchen to get a quick drink before I went to go find Marcus.

I walked into the kitchen and saw him smoking a blunt while leant up against the counter, talking to a girl.

"Hey Kaylee come over here" he said. "Kaylee this is my ex Janelle, Janelle this is my girlfriend Kaylee," he introduced us. She was a small petite girl who was actually kind of pretty.

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