You Got It Bad✔️

My Boiiii

While on the elevator, we were laughing and joking around with Zack.

"Why y'all actually enjoying yourselves, this nigga tried to kill us," Bria pointed at him.

"But he didn't," we said in unison.

"Not yet, at least," I heard Rachel mutter.

"OMG SOMEBODY GET ME OUT THIS ELEVATOR, ION WANNA BE IN HERE WITH HER," Lauren squealed.

Just then, the elevator dinged and we all stepped out.

"FLOOR B5 BITCHES," Mason screamed, walking ahead of us.

"Well isn't this lovely," I said looking at the graveyard.

"Lol, we have graves y'all," Lauren sniggered.

I walked over and saw mine was the biggest.

"Why the fuck is mine so big?"

"Because of your big ass head," Zack muttered.

"You mummy ass, motherfucker," I said slapping his arm, laughing a bit.

We started throwing insults at each other while laughing, not even paying attentions to the fact that everyone else had stopped walking.

"Deffo flirting," Bria mumbled.

Meanwhile, lil Ray Ray was throwing up gang signs.

"Oh so she possessed now?" Lauren said, slightly backing away.

"Is she a ghost or possessed, bitch? Pick one," Mason stared at her.

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(Time Skip Brought To You By The Bullet In Catherine's Chest)

"Lil Ray Ray done found her a serial lover no Kehlani," I said wiping my thug tears.

Rachel then pulled out folders from behind her back.

"This nigga really found out all my secrets," Bria mumbled.

"Sheesh, I'm glad background checks aren't that in depth or I'd be unemployed," Mason shook her head.

"You are unemployed," Lauren muttered.

"Says the girl with the record."

"LAUREN HAS A RECORD?" I gasped while rubbing my eyes.

"Arson and attempted murder," Rachel read out.

"What does yours say, Issac?" asked Bria.

"I DON'T KNOW HOW TO FUCKING READ!"

"That's- That's unfortunate," I said side hugging him.

"I'd hate to break up bonding time but I need to borrow Rachel for a second," a voice said.

"TAKE HIS MONEY," Mason yelled while punching Rachel in the direction of the voice.

"Who says that to a 13 year old," I asked.

"My mother," Bria muttered.

"I don't even wanna fucking know, moving the fuck on," Zack chuckled.

"Ayo ma lemme get your number," some kid dice rolled over to me.

"Damn, lil nigga homie hopping," Mason shook her head.

"He called me shawtybae😩," Rachel fanned herself.

"If you don't moonwalk yo ass back over to Rachel we gone have a problem lil homie," Issac said wrapping his left arm around me.

"I can't, her bitch ass wants mr bounty paper towels, " he said.

"So the lil boy wants n/n and the lil possessed ghost bitch wants Z," Lauren concluded.

Me and Zack moved closer to each other.

"If you don't give me Y/n, I'll kill Rachel," he said.

"How about I don't and say I did," Zack said pushing me behind him.

Just then the lights turned off. We all pulled out flashlights from bags we were given in the beginning.

"I'll go find the light switch," I yelled running ahead.

"So Zack," Mason, Bria, and Lauren so in unison.

"Hm?" He hummed.

"You like n/n, don't you?🌚" Bria giggled.

"Y'all do realize I kill people, I don't have time for feelings."

"But you didn't answer my question."

" I do but she deserves better than me."