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Layla POV

"It's like 50 degrees outside and we not outside." I groaned in fustration looking out my window. Summer was 2 weeks in and i only have been outside twice. Once was for church youth meeting with kacy and the second time was to take my cousin kayla son bryce to the park.

"Ask ya daddy if we can go to the store." Halle said while sitting on the floor painting her toe nails.

Halle has been my bestfriend since pre-k but she moved to atlanta when her mom got a job in a new law firm over there but every summer i visit her. This is her first summer back in memohis since we moved.

"He won't mind hallz."

"Lets call kacey then."

"Uh uh. You know tha girl is married now to that lame ass nigga kevin."

"He's not lame"

"Yessss. I like my niggas hood asf like hit me wit ya glock type shit. Ouuu am gonna get me hood dude this summer so we can spin da block."

"Well that's on you i want a nice dude.all hood niggas do is smoke and get killed."

"Shut up hallz let me dream.now come get some clothes so we can go on our hot girl shit and get some niggas.hood niggas preferably."

I started to rummag through my drawers looking for some hotgirl clothes. I settled for a grey biker shorts that rested below my ass and a tanktop. I topped it off with some  baby blue 1's. Hot combing my bone straight black lace wig.

"I don't know what to weaarrrrrrr." Hallz said sitting with piles of clothes surronding her.

"Move bitch we need to not look rich and boujee well not for today."

I got a mini sundress for her from my drawer because lord knows this girl came down here with the most boujee clothing.

"Here and put on your yeezy slides. You can borrow those hoop earring on my dresser. Meet me infront the house." I told her handing her the clothing and walking downstair to my dads garage. I have it good with my parents my dad is a Detective and my mom is a doctor. My grandfather is a preacher while my grandma owns a pharmacy in south memphis. I grew up in the south but i moved when i was 7.my grandma never moved from the south no matter how ghetto it is. My cousin kayla lives with her downhere with grandma.

I opened up the garage and i saw that my dad had took the range rover so i had to chose between the hellcat or vet. So i chose the hellcat and went back into the house to grab the keys for it. I got in the car backing out the driveway only to see halle in the front with a big ass birkin. Didn't i tell this girl don't look boujee it's bad enough we finna roll in a hellcat.
"These hood niggas finna rob your ass and i aint finna help you."

"I'll call your daddy to get it back." She said getting in the car

"As if those mfuckers are scared of 22" i said calling my dad nickname that his hood friends call him. My family may have moved from the hood but my dad got ties in it.

We pulled up to a corner store near the south and there was mad niggas outside. Playing dice and riding bikes. All that good hood shit.

"Am scared. What if they kidnap me " i know this girl didnot come down here to compain. I Ignored her and got out the car. I flipped my hair and pull up shorts. I minded my business and walkd towards the store

"Ayo shawty with grey shorts." I heard some yelled. I ignored it and put a swish in my hips going into the store.

"You aint heard me calling at ya li mama." A boy with thick lips and deep waves said coming up to me.He was a little cute and had a deep memphis accent.

"I gotta answer you boy"

"So you boujee na"

"Call it what you want." He laughed showing his big pearly teeth.

"Am shiesty.whats ya name?"

"Good to know but i know your mama aint named you that.so whats your government?"

"You tha feds mama's"

"Far from that"

"Mhmm.the names's lontrell and don't be telling errybody. Ya heard"

"Ok lontrell." I said picking up a bag of flamin hot cheetos and a minute maid from the cooler.

"So why i can't get ya name?"

"If you pay for these. I'll tell you"

"Aight.you lucky you pretty li mama."

Did i just really finesse this dude for some snacks.

"Is this all ?" the store clerk said eyeing lontrell. I guess he be stealing shit out the store.

"Yeah"

Lontrell payed for the stuff and put his arm around my shoulder pulling me into him. This nigga smelt good asf. Its not everyday you meet a hood dude that smelt good. As we got outside-

"Layla" who the hell shouting my name in this part of memphis. I turned around to see my cousin kayla and her fat ass baby daddy 50 or whatever his name is. I walked over to her with lontrell following me.

"Why you out here shouting my name."

"What you doing down here with this little sticky dude. I raised you better."

"Ayo 30 get ya bitch"

"Nah you out here with this boujee bitch." I know this greasy ass fry chicken smelling nigga aint call me a bitch .

"50 who the fuck you calling a bitch pig."

"Its thirty mfucker. I will glock butt your ass right here girl."

"You aint finna do shit to ha." Lontrell said.

"Nigga be careful with ha.ha daddy the feds."

Lontrell backed up from me and 30 fat ass smiled. This nigga deadass just ruin my summer with a hoodnigga.

"Count your days 50"

I walked over to wear lontrell was standing. As i got infront of him i instantly got mean mugged.
"Can you follow me to my car trell." I pouted at him.

"Come on." He said walking away. I looked at him with his sexy ass open legs and his little gangsta walk. I could see his glock tucked in his waist to. He aint got no reason to be this fine on the first day i meet him. He stopped and dapped up a young boy. I walked infront of him.

"She bad asf bruh." I heard the boy say to shiesty.

"Yea ha li ass sexy .amma check in later wit yall ."

Shiesty caught up to me and hold on to my waist.

"Mad niggas looking at you ma be careful out here."

" mhmm"

We stopped at the car and he hugged me.

"Bye i guess" i said

" come by tomorrow if you got time li ma" he said walking away

I got in the car and halle was on her phone. I forgot about her little scary ass.

"You  bring me anything ?"

"You can have the arizona."

We drove up the block going home and i know am going down there tomorrow. This is going to be my wildest summer until i get to college.
















































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