"Honestly," He dribbles the ball a couple of times before shooting it up in the air. "I just be chillin." The ball went in with a swoosh.
I stand with my arms folded and chuckled to myself. "That's what all the hoes say." I mumble to myself. He tilt...
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"What day you say you get here again?" I ask twirling in the computer chair in my aunties guest room. Mikey was doing something in his closet on the other side of the phone. He had on a wife beater and some sweats reaching up and throwing boxes of shoes. "Umm tomorrow I think. I gotta check wit coach again." He answers opening up a box.
Me and the girls are staying with my aunt because we had to come to LA to officiate some things at Roc Nation for our mini tour but in the mean time we're performing at this Hispanic heritage festival at the Peare. The boys were invited to come and since Mikey and Trae's team has to play in San Diego this week, they all just gone come to California together.
"Mm let me know when you get here so I can give you the vip tickets. You gotta remind me, don't forget." I point to him before putting a Taki in my mouth. "What so you won't forget?" He asks tryna make sound dumb.
"So what y'all finna perform?" He asks and I just decide on telling him, not caring that it was supposed to be a surprise. "We're doing a Shakira cover." I bit into my taki looking up at Wildin out playing on the TV.
"Aye which ones look better with the fit?" He lifts up some gold and black air maxes and a pair of black air forces with a custom gold swoosh. "Let me see the fit." He put the camera on all his clothes on the floor but it then focused to a black tee that said Humble over hype. Some black sweats and a chain on the collar.
I frown looking at the fit. "Neither. Just put on some 1's and call it a day." I direct, licking my fingers. "Ight." He smacks his teeth closing his closet door and opening up his suitcase. I bit into another chip focusing on the tv again and I heard Mikey smacking extra loud in my ear.
I mean mugged him as he continued to mock me. "Dont do that." I say rolling my eyes and grabbing another one. "Aye gimmie some." He says looking at the camera. I take one out and lick all around it before offering it to him.
"You act like that was finna stop me." He says looking at me like I was stupid. I scrunch up my face. "Mikey, that's nasty." I say and he licks his lips looking at the camera and checkin out his fade. I turn my face up in disgust as the camera got closer to his face. He bit his lip rubbing his chin and I nearly hang up.
"Mikey stop with all that lightskin crap." I complain rolling up my bag of chips. He lifts his eyebrows up like he was occupied. "Hmm?" He asks looking at me. "Ew! You heard me fool." I say getting irritated by him. I know it's unintentional but that's what all my lightskin friends do. Always checking themselves out.
"Sound like a hater to me." He mumbles sitting the phone up on what looks like his dresser so I could get a better view of his room. He turned on a light behind the phone, shining on his face. "Me? Hating on a lightskin? Could never." I laugh at the thought.
He shakes his twists on his head making me more upset. "You just upset cause I show up on Polaroid pictures and you don't." He cracks and I fake cackle at his dumb ass.
