Chapter 2 ×

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Tavaris Braxton

BANG BANG BANG

There was knocking at my door. I rolled over and pulled my covers back and climbed out of bed. I hopped down the stairs two at a time. BANG BANG BANG

"I'm coming!" I unlocked the door and swung it open to reveal Willie. I stared at him blankly.

"You gone let me in?" I opened the door wider to let him through. He went and sat on the couch turning on the tv.

"What, you was sleep?"

"Yeah man, whats happnin?"

"Nothing much man, came over to see what you was doing. Seeing if you wanted to tag along with me for some errands or something." I bust out laughing.

"Man Willie, what you want forreal? You dont do "errands" son." He chuckled.

"Alright alright, come to this house party with me fam." I rubbed my hands together and nodded.

"Alright, I'll tag along with you."

"Okay." I ran up the stairs and damn near tripped. I heard Willie bust out laughing. I turned around and glared at him and sprinted up the stairs faster.

"Hurry Up Tavaris!" I shut my room door.

Nia Harris

I'm Nia Harris, 21 years old. Born in New York, loves basketball just like my bitch Delilah. That's all you need to know.

"You coming to the house party with me?" He said from the other line.

I smiled to myself.

"Yes, I guess so." He chuckled.

"Alright mama." With that he hung up. I dropped my phone onto my dresser and layed back on the bed smiling. Delilah walked in my room with some pineapples.

"Who got you smiling like that Nia?" She asked while raising her eyebrow, popping a pineapple in her mouth. I rolled over on my side.

"His name's Willie girl, and he is fine." She laughed.

"Somebody's sprung already. What did he ask you?"

"He asked me to go to this house party or something. I said yeah." I tapped my chin and smirked.

"You should come." I said while flipping my hair over my shoulder. She straight faced me while popping the last pineapple in her mouth, getting up walking out of the room. I sighed and pushed the covers back, scrambling out of the bed following her.

"Delilah." I said catching up to her. She ignored me, putting the bowl in the sink, washing it out.

"Delilah, I know you fucking hear me talking to you." I crossed my arms. She dropped the bowl in the sink and turned around. I slightly smiled.

"What's wrong?" She sighed.

"I don't want to go, and you know why." I unfolded my arms and pulled her into a hug.

"Just come with me please." I poked out my bottom lip. She smirked at me, biting her lip.

"Alright Nia." She squealed, clapping her hands together. She laughed and I grabbed her hand pulling her into the my room.

Jayce Jenkins

What's good, I'm Jayce. I like to smoke, like me some good music, I'm 21. Yup, the original Jacye Jenkins nigga

"Jayyyy!" I heard my mama call me from inside the house.

"Hold up fam." I said to dude outside. He nodded. I took one last puff of my blunt and dropped it stepping on it, making sure it was out. I pushed open the door and walked down the hall, knocking on my mom door.

"Come in." I pushed open the door and smiled.

"Yes mama?"

"Shawn on the phone." She said while handing the phone to me. I sighed while grabbing the phone.

"Wazzam Jayce." I chuckled.

"Whats up Shawn?"

"Nothin' mane, I'm juhh chillin' what chu up to mane?"

"Nothing, aye you going to that house party that Tavaris was talking about?"

"Yeah, I was juhh gon ask you that playa." He chuckled.

"Yeah, I'm going. I'll see y'all there nigga."

"Alright." He hung up. I tossed the phone back to my momma, walking out her room and shutting the door. I ran my hand down the side of my face and walked back outside and sat down in the chair continuing my conversation with ole dude.
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