Javonte Wisdom "Wiz" Brooks
My phone was chirping like a bitch. I answered as I went in the store. Dude wanted a zip, told that nigga to pull up asap. I grabbed los snacks and got in line. This bad ass bitch was in front of me. She had on a brown maxi dress, brown coach slides,a coach purse and hat. She had some peach rings and a mango Snapple in her hand. When she got up to the counter I tapped her shoulder, realizing it was Camilla once she turned around. If a nigga ain't apply pressure now, I'd never get with her
aye I got that for you ma
I said putting my stuff with hers and paying with my card
-give me 3 packs of dutches boss man
I asked Mohammed . She was staring me up and down. I had on a white tee, black ripped jeans, and cement 4's. My 3.5 mm Cuban link chain and the matching bracelet. Mo bagged her stuff up and I gave it to her.
-you can't talk ma?
I said laughing.
-I'm sorryyy, you just look so familiar
-I'm the nigga you been ignoring
-I swear I don't mean to, Im with somebody and you know how that is
-it's straight, I ain't tripping
we talked as I walked her to her car
-what's your number?
she asked me.
-305-826-2193
I gave her the burner number just in case. She locked me in and looked up at me
-I just saved it
-good, and you better text a nigga
I held her hand as I helped her into the car.
-I definitely will, wiz-
she already knew who a nigga was, okay bet.
- I ain't playing wit you
i laughed.
-bye boy!
she smiled as she pulled off hitting her horn. I went back to the spot and los was making a play. I sat in my car and started rolling up. He came when he was done and got his snacks.
-nigga guess who I just saw in the store
-who?
-Camilla bro, she had on this tight ass dress everything was sitting right
-did you get her number though?
-I gave her mine, she said she was gone hit a nigga up
-if she anything like her sister, she will