Down the hall was Kayla's room. She awoke excited as usual. She knew she heard some noises coming from Travis's room. Without remorse she barged in. " Hello........",she could figure out what just happened. " My bad guys."
Travis and Lisa giggled." Its okay, wassup." Kayla checked the bed before sitting down on it." Nothing much, im just waiting on my girlfriend to get outta school."
"Oh you going to go pick her up today? She should come over.", Lisa suggested.
" How yall meet agian.", Travis asked. " I was selling weed to her older brother, but he doesnt know about it." They all laughed.
" Well I gotta meet the connect at eight o'clock, so I guess she can come over while I dropped off the work at the trap house." Kayla lit up with joy." Aight bet."
KAYLA'S POV-
So im inviting the bae over tonight. Im slick excited, but I gotta keep my coolness. She's in the same grade im "supposed" to be in. Shiiii maybe we can do what Travis and Lisa was doing this morning. Yea I heard there nasty ass. I aint gone lie that shit was funny as hell. She sounded like she was running from him. I swear I was in there dying laughing.
But yeah, the last couple of months have been crazy. No one ever suspected Travis and Lisa to be a couple and me going lesbo. First lets get this straight, im not the stud type lesbo. I still like to wear dresses and girl clothes, im just tougher than most of the girls I fuck with. Being around Travis you learn certian things like how to spit game to females. My niggas be tryna get me to pass my hoes to them, its hilarious.
But anyway I gotta go take of some business real quick, so I got into my proper clothes, grabbed my keys, and left. It was a client, who had called my while I was chilling with Travis and Lisa earlier so I hit him back up. I pulled into an alleyway and called him. Twenty minutes later she showed up. I had handgun on my lap just incase he tried something funny, I was ready. (Another thing Travis taught us) He walks up next to the car. " You the weedman?", he asked. "Well I dont know about man, but sure. What you need?", I responded.
"Whats the prices looking like?", he said looking around. He seemed nervious. " Ten for point five, and fifteen for a gram, the more you want the more the price goes up by five.", I explained.
" Aight I'll take point five." I grabbed my little bag and gave it to him. He reached in his jacket and pulled out a badge. FUCK THIS NIGGA WAS AN FED. Next thing you know a police crusier rushed behind me closing me in the alley and another from the side insuring I couldnt escape. I was caught red handed. Fuck!
They all got out there cars pointing there guns towards my car. "Get out the car and put your hands above your head!", an officer yelled. I had no choice but to cooperate. I got up and the undercover cop handcuffed me while another officer put my in the back of his car. Im going to jail.
