Lauren's P.O.V
I had just woken up out of my nap, man that nap was everything. I looked at my phone to check the time it read 4:30pm and I had 5 messages from my best friend Taylor.
The conversation read:
Taeeee💞😏😈: Bitch call me . (1)
Lauren Marie get that ass up . (2)
I'm coming over at 5 to pick you up, I got juicy shit boo .(3)
Lauren get up. I know it's ya nap time. (4)
Okay, just be ready by 5. (5)
Lauriee😍😈💕: Bitch my nap is something cherish, I may be ready you know I gotta be cute. Where we going?
So I got up while waiting on her text, I had 30 fucking minutes. I went in brushed my teeth, fixed my hair and my outfit. ( outfit in the cover ) . As soon as I went downstairs to talk my dad into giving me some money I heard the bell ring. My dad was in the kitchen on the phone, talking business. So I went and looked through the peephole and it was my gorgeous ass friend Taylor. Taylor was 16, she was my R.O.D. She was cute of course she's my best friend she had to be. Her daddy was my dads right hand man and her mom was in her life, lucky ass. She was an amazing , real ass friend. I opened the door and she looked cute. " Wassup bitchhh!!! You banging on these hoes. " Taylor said. " Shut up my dads in the kitchen -.-" I told her. " My bad. " she whispered. I walked in the kitchen just as my dad hung up the phone. I put my puppy dog eyes on and he looked at me. " Dadddyyyy... " I whined. " Sup witcha princess, sup Taylor " he said calmly. " I was wondering if I could maybe get some cash so I can get these new shoes. " I said with my lip out. " Babygirl anything for you take as much as you need. " I told Taylor id be right back down. I jogged up the steps. I came back down with the money, " Taylor get yo ass up and let's go. Bye daddy I love you and be good " I yelled. " Always. " my dad yelled back. We went outside and got into her car. It's an Mercedes Coupe, Red. I drive a Mercedes Truck.
Taylor's P.O.V
As soon as we got in Lauren started being petty. " Let me see yo phone so I can text my sexy self back since you can't. " she stated. I busted out laughing . Lauren is my best friend but the bitch is cray. " I'm sorry I was driving. " I said laughing. " yeaaa, anyways what's the juicey shit? " she asked curious as hell. "Well you know there's a new kid on the block. He is fresh as hell. And you know I got someone already so I was wonderin-" I stopped her, " Bitch no. I don't have time. No. No. N- " " well don't cut me off hoe, his name is Chase. Girl you have got to see him before saying no. If I was single. I'd rape him." I said laughing. " bitch I said no. I don't wanna be one of these dumb ass females in love with a cheating ass nigga. " she said with attitude. We drove the rest of the way silently since we lived in the suburbs we had to take a 15 minute drive. We got there, and Lauren's ass act like a kid in a candy shop.. Before I cut the car off she jumped out. " Bitch. Those J's are mine. " she yelled. "First stop I guess. " I said uninterested. We went into foot locker and as always all eyes were on Lauren, they already know who I was fucking with. I wish she'd let someone cuff her ass. Ole lonely ass. I looked around and I saw Chase. OH MY GOD, THAT NIGGA IS GORGEOUS. Glad my nigga wasn't here to see me staring at him. He was over there looking at these Jordan's.
Chase P.O.V
I was with my niggas lookin as these bad ass J's, when two bad ass I mean BAD ASS females walk in. That one caught my eye but I ain't tryna let them know I noticed them.. The one caught my eye though. I continued to look at my shoes deciding if I would get them or not. Just like that.. I heard the sweetest most sexiest voice ever. "Excuse me. Can I just tell him my size and I'll bring it right back?" She said. "Only if I can get yo name." I said serious. "Nigga if you don't hand me the damn shoe. You don't need my name to hand me the shoe." She said sassy like. " damn girl, I'm fr not handing it to you now." I said back laughing. She is most def different. She snatched the shoe from me. I looked at her like she was stupid. "You know who tf I am right?" I asked serious. "Nigga i don't give a damn who you are. You better recognize who the fuck I am. Thanks for the shoe. " she said like the smart ass she was. "Bring my shoe back lil girl. " I said only bc she was like 4"11 compared to my 6"4 ass. God she was what I wanted I'd have to put her in her place but she was what I wanted. I guess she told him her size bc she came back with the shoe. "Here nigga. It's Lauren." She said with this smile. Her dimples were life. "Chase." I replied. She walked off just like that. I was like damn. I was in fucking love. Like love at first sight had a nigga like o.o.
Lauren's P.O.V
After I went back and fourth with this fine ass nigga I mean fine he was tall as hell, light skin and just fineeeee bitch, I went back to wait on my shoes. When he told me his name. I was like Taylor was right he was fine as hell. But that attitude was just ehh. "Bitch you get them yet?!" Taylor said impatiently. "Not yet. But I got into with that nigga over there. " I said pointing to chase. " Lauren Marie. That's chase. He is fineeeee af right?" She said In a yelling whisper. " I know that's chase and sorta" I lied that nigga was like the most beautiful bacon burger ever. Sorry fat moment. The guy came with my shoes and I tried them on. "Thanks I'll be at the counter in a few." I told the guy. He winked and went to the counter. Like if these niggas don't get! "Bitch if he ask for your # I will give it to him before your stubborn ass turn him down. " Taylor said. I walked up to the counter just as he did. " go ahead lil girl. " chase said laughing. " you and these damn height jokes. Keep it up and I'll make sure you are the same height. " I said in all seriousness. "chill, let me buy yo shoes though... Lauren. " he said. " nigga I got me. " I said back with my smart ass voice. He paid for the shoes even when I told him not to. I don't like his stubborn ass. Taylor was standing beside me with the dumbest grin ever. " let me pay you back" I said taking a wad money out my purse. " damn I should have let you pay for mine. But nah girl. Gimme yo number and I'll count that as paying me back. " he said flirtatiously. Instead of waiting on me to answer, Taylor snatched my damn phone. Gave it to him and told him to put his # in there and text his phone that way he'd have it. If looks could kill. He handed my phone back and thanked Taylor. We Walked out and I just went about my day until Taylor opened that damn mouth. " bitch you got his # use it." I ignored her as I found an outfit for the party tonight. She caught on and looked for an outfit too. We walked in the food court and there was Chase once again except he was mackin' I ain't get mad he ain't mine. I got some food and sat down with Taylor. I already knew who she was texting once she started smiling and shit. "Oh Lauren do you mind if I stay at your house to get ready?" She asked. " bitch have I ever minded?" I said laughing. I finished eating and we were getting up to leave. I grabbed my bags. Until someone else grabbed them and I looked up and it was chase. " I got these ma. " he said. I wasn't going to argue. I just walked with Taylor talking shit. We got to the car and he put the bags in. " well damn I don't get a thank-" " give me time before assuming shit fuck boy. Thank you. " I shot him a glare. " damn. Ima text you later. " he said smiling. His smile was something amazing. It was Friday though. BITCH TURN UP. We left and got to my house and packed all the bags up stairs to my room. I plugged my iPhone 6 plus up and let it charge while I got ready. Until I got a text message.
YoFutureNigga💕😍😏: hope you got home safe gorgeous.
I left it on read and went to get ready. Taylor went to the guest room. Basically her room and got ready the party was in an hour.

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