ANGEL

Chapter 2: Got Game?

Beyoncé 'Fierce' Knowles

"Rih, did you get the shirts yet?" I asked as she walked into the kitchen.
"Yeah they're in the living room, you wanna get the new chains today and wear them or stick with the one we alr got?" I thought for a second while slipping my iced coffee.
"We can keep the other ones. They match better with the shirts," She nodded and went to grab them. The shirts we had customized had the numbers of the Angel' Eyes players. The Inferno chains would do nothing but piss them off when they realized it was a taunt and that we weren't them little hood rat ass cheerleaders. i couldn't wait to see the look on they bitch ass faces. Me personally, I had a custom set, Snow White with a similar design, but mine took it a step further
"Damn Bey I should have did the bodysuit set too," Rih said as she came in holding it up.
"I tried to tell you. But you wanna be a nigga all the time," I said making us both laugh. Out of all the people I knew Rih definitely had the most style. She could dress girly, but she preferred to dress more laid back and tomboyish most of the time. Today she had on these fire ass cargos with her Red& white one's.
"Girl fuck you! But what time we leaving?" I looked at my watch and saw the game started on an hour.
"We can leave out once we get dress. I refused to be fighting for parking,"
We both got dressed, and I grabbed the box of shirts throwing them in Rih's trunk. I sent a message to everyone letting them know to meet at the game in 20 min to get they shirts.
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We had got there and passed everyone their shit before heading in towards the vip section.
"Name please?" The lady asked. I took no offense though, no one knew who I was or my name. I was simply known in the streets as Fierce "the ghost".
"Beyoncé, I paid for the entire left court side seats," she knodded and handed everyone a wrist band as we all walked in. Myself, Rihanna , my baby sister, Spark, and my other Bestfriend Onika say courtside and the rest of the crew fell in behind us.
"Alright who's ready to play some Deee-troittt bas-ket-ballllll," (if y'all know y'all know 🥺a childhood memory lol)). As the announcer said that both the tests ran out. I looked around and immediately found the head of AEI. Even if I didn't already know him, I could spot him a mile away. He stood out like a sore thumb with all the flashyness. Like who plays basketball in nice ass Jordan's? I rolled my eyes and looked around some more. Rih tapped me and I nodded. Without looking at each other we began to conversate. Another reason I love my best friend because we dead ass knew each other like twins.
"Carter is one hundred percent checking you out right now. He's gonna be so pissed when these jackets come off," I chuckled.
"I can't wait to see it. Bitch ass nigga," they began to do they warm ups, so AEI's team was right next to us.
"What's up beautiful?" I heard someone's speak I looked over to my left and one of them niggas was trying to get at Onika. She smiled and looked at me. I laughed a bit and nodded I gave everyone else the signal. As as soon as I did Carter looked me in my eyes. I winked before we all took off our jackets showing off our custom shirts. As soon as we did it was nothing but a shitty as look on all their faces.
"What were you saying baby boy?" Onika taunted him. She smacked his lips, continuing to warm up. Carter's eyes never left mine. Don't get me wrong, he wasn't bad looking at all. But I hate when people don't understand boundaries, and that's the 1 thing that has Carter on my bad side.
They began to play, and honestly they were playing pretty well.
"Fierce!" I heard somebody call me. I turned around and it was one of my younger workers.
"What's up?"
"Can we go get snacks and shit?" I laughed a bit. They were pretty young, 17, & 18. But I don't know why they're asking me like I'm they mama.
"I don't care. And I told y'all about that cussing," well actually now I can see it. I can't help it though Those we're my babies.
"You paying?" The youngest one, Zendaya Asked me. I narrowed my eyes before rolling them and passing her twenty.
"Get out my face Zen," they giggled and left to the concessions.
"Fierce, we leaving at half time?" Nicki asked as I shrugged.
"Probably, depends on what happens during, i heard Jeezy is supposed to perform, kinda wanna see it," I said as I was nudged. I looked over at Blaize who was red hot.
"Why them niggas over there tryna press Zen and Makaila?" I looked in the direction of the concession stands and noticed two young boys, probably around the girls ages. They weren't bad looking, but they were clearly trouble. I waited a minute to see how the girls would handle it. Zen rolled her eyes and shook her head no as her and Makaila tried to leave. One of them grabbed Makaila by her arm and that was all I needed to see. I stood up, not to cause commotion, and walked over to the concessions. I was behind the boy, so I swiftly pulled my 9 out and pressed it into his lower back, to not cause attention.
"Tell me why I shouldn't paralyze your ass right now little boy?" He froze and tried to turn around.
"Ah ah, don't look at me. Why are you grabbing my daughter like that? Take your filthy hands off of her and leave now. Don't even stay to enjoy the fucking game bitch," with that I let him go and he quickly left, with his friends following closely behind him.
"You good baby?" I asked as she nodded.
"I hate east side Niggas I swear," I nodded in agreement.
"Get y'all snacks and come back in one piece please. I don't wanna have to air LCA out but y'all know I will," the nodded and got back in line.

Excuse all errors
A'jah 💋