Lets Just be Real

Running shit.

*second picture in the media is JoJo*

Jojo's P.O.V
Time: 12:07 a.m

"Damn im starting to hate wearing this mask" i said snatching it off my face. "Well boss lady thats what were known for, no one ever knows our true identity" My worker Janice said nervously biting her lip. I bet she was biting her lip because she felt like she didnt say what i wanted to hear. "Did i ask you to speak?" I said plopping down in my office chair. She stood up straight, then, "n-no mam". "r-riight" i said mocking her. "Im going to need you to go back to the bank and find out where all the security cameras are located so i can know how to plan my next mission there, its mid-night so hopefully no one would be out looking at you in suspicion, also please be careful and make sure you are not seen, if you fuck up its your ass and that's on my life" I said tapping my diamond studded pen in my hand. "Yes mam" she said walking out as quickly as possible. Never in a million years have I ever thought I would be the biggest undercover drug dealer through out the whole U.S running on 7 years straight. 27 years young and I've never been locked up a day in my life. I had a rough life growing up though, moving from foster home to foster home because my mom and dad gave me up for adoption when I was only 3 years old. To this day I still don't know why they would throw me away like that, and people wonder why I'm so cold-hearted. Every single memory from my childhood good and bad made me what I am today, a Cold-hearted, Wealthy, Rich, Beautiful, and a Successful Grown Ass Woman. And im proud of it. The only people i actually gave a fuck about was my two mains Chyna and Ty those two were like real sisters to me we been through thick and thin together, killed a few together, robbed a couple together, shidd we so close we even pass our left overs to one and other *wink wink*. I shoot they shoot, and they were the true definitions of a ride or die. I grab a stack of money off my desk and fan myself. Damn its been a long day. "JOJO!!!" Chyna said bursting through my office door. Ty came in right behind her belly flopping on a pile of money i had on the floor. I died laughing. Yea, we were succesful together to. I wasnt just going to come up and leave my mains behind. "Yall are so crazy" i said laughing. "Girl when did u get back? you been gone the whole day" Chyna asked sitting on my lap. "I just got back like 10 mins ago" i said poking her butt with my pen. "These new outfits you got us in look sexy as fuck" Ty said standing up showing it off. "To have a business you have to have a uniform right?" I said laughing. "Girl what uniform? We barely have on clothes you got us walking around looking like strippers with this g string all in my ass" Chyna said trying to pull it out (). Ty fell down laughing. I mean like my warehouse was a mans fantasy. Wall full of weed to the right, wall full of cocain to the left, Money in the middle, and half naked women everywhere. Who wouldnt want to work sexy? "But down to business" Chyna said seriously. I leaned up with her in my lap and Ty immediatly jumped up and sat on my desk pulling a folded peice of paper out her bra. She unfolded then read aloud, "dear JoJo, we are pleased to send you this invitation to the all white party May 8th 2015 we assure you that this will be a night to remember we would love for you to come. and remember to keep it all white because this is an all white affair........sincerly, a fan." I looked at Chyna, then Ty. We sat in silence trying to get our thoughts together. I snatched the letter out of Ty's hand looking it over again. The address was at the very bottom and also a contact number I knew not to call. "Where was this letter sent?" I asked curiously. Ty covered her mouth and Chyna took a deep breathe. "Here." Chyna said. I looked at here in disbelief. My warehouse was suppose to be completly untrackable. No one ever even knew this was a trap. As for a matter of fact, no one even knew this warehouse was still here, because on the outside of it was a dump so no one would ever suspect. No one ever knew my identity either never knew how i looked or what my name was, as for my workers also. We were all undercover, mostly half of my workers had families to go home to and yet there children never knew what there moms did on a regular day basics. "You know what this means right?" Ty said sighing. Chyna dropped her head. "Somebody is on to us" she said. "Nooo" i said. "What in the fuck is wrong with yall? Ty u acting scared and shit Chyna u sounding worried, yall mustve forgot who tf we were?" I said, softly pushing Chyna off my lap. Chyna stood up straight and fixed her g-string giving me that evil little smirk. Ty laughed throwing money in the air. "Oh shit" she said. "Guess what ladies" i said standing up. "What we wearing?" Chyna asked. "All white dumb ass" Ty said jokingly. "The fuck, aint no rules bihh we wearing all black." I said fliping my hair. This was about to be a hell of a night in L.A.

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Time: 1:34 a.m
We pull up at club "Foxtail" one of the hottest clubs in L.A and like i thought everyone had on white except for us. Damn it felt good to stunt on people. We had on black fitted fish net tops with lime green sports bras to show under, I rocked a black leathered skater skirt and Chyna and Ty wore black leather joggers we all had on lime green pumps with lime green lipstick to match that fitted our brown skin perfectly. We wore our hair in long high ponytails and all gold jewelry. And to top it off we wore our mask so our faces wouldnt be seen, only our eyes, lips and our long false lashes coming out the mask were seen, which made us look like black barbies. In our hands were our Black Micheal Kors Handbags and inside was our 9 mili guns which were diamond studded just to let everyone know we killed pretty. We walked in turning heads the club was jumping inside but i knew it wasnt any time for fun. We quickly headed to the bar making no eye contact with each other or anybody at all and sat down. I pulled out my iphone and messaged both Chyna and ty even though we were sitting right next to each other. ~Call backup now~
They immediatly got onto there phones without a word. "Excuse me miss" the bartender said. He had three lime martinis fixed up, im guessing they were for us. "This is for you" he said setting each drink in front of us. "Did we order any damn drinks?" I asked demandingly. "N-no mam i-its from the man down there" he said pointing towards the v.i.p section were a large darkskinned man in all white who looked like he was in his 40s was sitting and beside him were his workers. "Ive met my match" i mumbled under my breath. Chyna and Ty gave me the nod to let me know backup was coming. I took my drink and stood up and so did Chyna and Ty. They already knew where i was headed. As we walked over to the men gathered over in the v.i.p section everyone got completly silent as if i had committed a crime. I sat my drink politly on the table he was sitting at and slide it into his direction. He caught it and raised his eyebrow. It was still silent as Chyna and Ty had there drinks still in there hand waiting for something to pop off. The man stood up, "everyone carry on carry on this is just my very very close friend" he said looking me in my eyes. Everyone went back to being loud and dancing, although i still seen a few people who couldnt stop staring over. "Sit, please" the man said with a smile and a openeed welcomed hand. He brushed his men off so they could leave him here alone. That was my que to brush Chyna and Ty back but i wasnt to quick so i gave them the look to stay close and watch there surroundings. I slowly sat down putting my purse beside my feet. He leaned up. "Do you talk?" He asked. I nodded slowly as he leaned up even closer. "do you know who i am sweet heart?" He asked with a deep chuckle. I leaned up even closer "sir, do you know who i am?" I whispered softly. He leaned back and laughed historically as if i was joking. I raised an eyebrow. He took a sip of his drink "see look darling, you might not think i know, but i know all about you" he said seriously, his voice got deeper. "You might fool everybody else but you dont fool me sweet heart, i know your plans, i know how much money you bring in that warehouse" he checked his rolex, "its morning now, so i also know where you were all day yesterday" he added. My first thought was why the hell is he doing this? Then i caught on.........this shit was a setup. "Were just talking business" he said slamming a stack of money on the table. I laughed. "Whats funny sweet heart?" He asked. I stood up and took his drink chugging it down. "You" i said. I walked over behind him and rubbed his shoulders whispering in his ear "you dont think i know" i said. I could feel him getting uncomfortable. He laughed to try to play it cool. "See," i said now rubbing his chest. "I got bitches behind me always that never let me down, there very loyal" i said turning his head over to Chyna seducing one of his workers. He got very uncomfortable. "YOU DONT THINK I KNOW IM WALKING INTO MY OWN ASSASINATION?!?" i yelled slapping his head. He stood up and looked down at me he had to be 6'7 standing over me. He didnt say a word. Everybody got quiet once again as i calmly walked over to grab my purse and walked passed Chyna and Ty "Chy, Ty, paint this bitch red" i said walking out. The only thing i heard going off was guns and glass being broken, i also seen a few of my pretty lil workers walking with machine guns........we didnt play and the hustle didnt stop. Kill me? Lmao

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