I'm Meia, I'm 15....next week but it still counts. I live in freeridge. a meesy ass town. but it's cool cuz my friend are the best. Spooky and cesar are cholos....more so spooky. but yea. they're my best friends. my mom doesn't want to hang around them because my grandma wouldn't approve but i don't really care. you can't stop me from making friends. so i'm walking to spookys now.
Spooky: you're taking too long get in.
"i wanna walk though."
Spooky: we're bouta go get fresca and tacos
"fine."
cesar gets out letting me get in the back and i lean forward.
"what do you need to say to me"
cesar: nothing.
"yes you do. oscar doesn't he have something to say to me"
Spooky: you still owe her the confession of your mommy kink.
cesar: no i don't i don't have a mommy kink.
Spooky: mommy kinks come from mommy issues. which is something yo do have.
cesar: so do you.
Spooky: no i don't. you get mommy issues by holding onto the pain and still being bothered by it. it's just you.
"yea. so what do you say to me cesar."
cesar: i have a mommy dom kink.
Spooky: wooooooaaaah we never said mommy dom mano, you fucked up.
cesar: so what i do.
Spooky: nothing. i just wanted to hear you admit it.
cesar: asshat.
spooky: maybe. meia you coming to the party tonight?
"who else is going."
spooky: 19th street and all of us.
"whatever."
he parks the car and we get out going inside and i run up to the counter
Spooky: yooo ain't that your lil hoe paula?
cesar: shut your mouth.
Spooky: nahhh you be callin her mommy?
cesar: oscar shut up.
Spooky: aye paula! yeaaa comere
she stands in front of him smiling at cesar and oscar laughs
Spooky: you let my brother call you mommy or what?
paula: w-what no? who the fuck does that shit.
Spooky: tell her cesar who likes it.
cesar: i like it.
paula: cool.
cesar: so you gonna kink shame me?
paula: no it's just hilarious.
cesar: bye.
i grab the food and we go back to the car
"oh shit oscar i left my phone i'll be back"
Spooky: cool i got quick drop around the corner meet me there okay?
"yea."
i run back inside and grab my phone off the counter and a bunch of guys from 19th street come in yelling at some guy. and the shooting starts. so i hide under a table and they start walking around so i sit there squeezing my eyes shut and a hand takes my cup from me so i open my eyes watching him drink some.
