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Nicki
Amira begged to come to a high school football game so here we are. Mama gave us some money and now I'm dealing with having to explain to Amira how football even works. She only came because she thought it was gonna play out like a Disney Original.
Little does she know, these guys are ran through, burned up, and all that passing around set them back a couple of years.
Amira chews on a handful of skittles. I think she's already realized it but we might as well take advantage of the free time and do something.
I text up a storm with my friends in a group chat.
"Nicki."
"What?"
"I want a hot dog."
I sigh and get up to go with her. Heaven forbid I let my mama's favorite daughter get abducted.
I hold my bag in one hand and pull up my jeans a bit as I lead the way.
Since this is a school with the richer black folks in town, they actually have stuff other than hot dogs and funnel cakes. I mean juicy smoked turkey legs and mac and cheese. Amira drags me onto the tired ass hot dog stand.
I roll my eyes and instead start thinking up the turkey leg and pickle I'm gonna order.
The environment is very smokey and crawling with bath and body works and axe fragrances. I smelt alcohol on a big mouth guy as he yelled over me.
Right as Amira turns around with her hot food and coke, I almost fall over.
They really started fighting. I move Amira out the way and start walking the opposite way. My little sister tries to record. I don't stop her only because she's short and can get between people to record. I pretend to be the goody two shoes principal's daughter and cross my arms pretending I'm too good for this environment.
"Git in fronna dat dude, Ami!" I slightly scold my sister.
She just chuckles back at me. She's good at recording fights. I'll tell you that.
I see one of the people fighting straighten up. It's that Stallion girl... I catch myself bitin' my lip I won't lie. She catches her breath and swings.
She's so flawless while doin' it. Somehow. Her braids are tied back, she's down to a tank top and I see a gold chain on her that swings as she moves around. She holds her own very well.
Amira actually gets behind her. I get closer to the chaos incase it gets even more heated.
I only pull her back when the cops start showing up.
"Send that to me."
We begin practically running away from the scene. Amira shows me the video the video as we're running. I can't see very well, but I see the stallion pretty well. Lo and behold, Amira got this Stallion pretty much the whole time. I can see her throwing her punches so effortlessly, it's hot without a doubt.
"Nicki I want another hotdog now."
"Okay. Make sure that video gets sent to me though."
