"You cannot not be serious, no Renee."
"Why not, girl we have never went to a club befor-"
"Exactly my point" I cut her off. "We've never been to one because we're still minors and we have no business going to one anyways." I explained to her, taking a bite of my biscuit covered in honey.
Since Renee and I wasn't ready to go home to deal with our peoples, we decided to get our grub on at Popeye's and I was thankful as hell that my girl paid for my food cause I am hungry as hell. Cafeteria food can never full black people's stomach, but I am hoping when I find a job soon I'll pay Renee back and treat her out to eat.
"I'm glad you brought that up cause check this shit out." She said after unzipping the front zipper of her book bag with a grin on her face while I just stare at this girl with a suspicious look written all over my face, taking couple sip of my fruit punch.
"This will get us inside the club" she said cheesing hella hard. I looked at her for two seconds and looked down at the back of the card.
"Do I even want to look at them?" I ask concerned and Renee smacks her teeth.
"Girl come on and look at it." She suggested with the same smile.
I sigh but did what she said anyways and I had to blink a couple times. "Okay...now I know for sure that you have dead ass lost your mind."
"What?" She asks me with a confused look.
"Renee....these pictures doesn't look nothing like us, especially this big chick named...Rashida really?" I ask her in disbelief, giving me the worse fake name.
"What?" she said her hands out raising her shoulders up. "I couldn't think of a better name"
"And yet you choose something simple Hennessey." I said her fake name in sarcasm, even though she choose liquor drink which I don't know why.
She playfully rolls her eyes. "Girl please, you know it's my first time coming up with these fake names and the guard might assume that I'm a stripper with that name. And as for our pictures, that's the whole point it's not supposed to look like us and they don't need to know that." she explained with confidence.
I shake my head and handed her back the ID's.
"Where the hell did you even get these?" I ask, eating a French fry.
"Oh that part is easy, so remember that nerd guy name Zachery?"
"Uh you mean the one who has a crush on you?" I answer her question for clarification. If I remember correctly, I believe Zachery has been crushing on my girl since about ninth grade year, he would talk to her but never have the courage to ask her out since he was so shy.
He is far from ugly; he's light-skin and wears reading glasses. He's just not Renee's type and I believe someday he'll find a match...that's only if he gives up shooting his shot but time will tell I guess.
"Yeah that guy, he knows how to make fake ID's for young teens that wants to buy liquors, vapes or whatever so I lied and told him that I wanted us to get drinks." She explained.
"Okay but how exactly did you get these? As nice as Zachary is, I have a feeling a smart dude like him doesn't do this type of stuff for free." I said and it is the truth, smart kids always knew how to make bank money but I would never have guessed that Zac is the type of person who would do some illegal shit like that. I just hope he won't get caught for this.
"Oh girl trust me when I say that I know it, that boy be charging people ten bucks."
"Ten dollars?!" I said with a frown. "Renee, please don't tell me that you spent ten dollars each on these fakes ID's after your grandmother send you money?" I ask but she laughs on my question like I said something funny.
"Do I look stupid? Hell naw I didn't, I kissed him on the cheek for in exchange for the ID, I took it and left him sitting there looking speechless." She explained in a nonchalant.
"I am so done with you." I said, shaking my head and she laughs again. "But in all seriousness Renee, if we used it, we can get in trouble if they found out that their fak-"
"Girl quit stressing" she cut me off with a cheesy smile. "Look, this is just going to be a onetime thing and after we have our fun I swear that I'll get rid of it and no one will ever know about it. I just wanted us to live our life like we should as young teenagers having fun, not worry about BS families drama twenty-four seven. Come on for your bestie." She pleads giving me those damn puppy look poking her bottom lip out covered in gloss.
I rolled my eyes but giggle anyways.
"alrig-"
"Yay" she exclaimed with the biggest smile on her face and clapped her hands repeatedly like the character played London from the show Suit Life of Zack and Cody.
"Girl calm your behind down. Before we even get to cheering, I am curious to know about certain things like what outfit to wea-"
"Got it cover" she cut me off.
"Okay, what about getting a rid-"
"Easy, my grandmother sent me hundred dollars this morning and since I am her favorite granddaughter" she said with a proud smile and I shake my head laughing. "She would be sure that I eat and buy some stuff that I would need. In other word, we have enough money for Uber to get there and back to the crib. Is there anymore question that you need to know and ask?" she asks me with a smirk, trying to be a smart ass.
I gave her a fake smile.
"Girl don't get smart with me, what about your boujee aunt and her spoil snitch daughter hoelena? Won't they ask us questions like where we'll be goin-"
"You see, I was waiting for you to ask that question and I am so damn glad you did" She cut me off again. "My aunt is planning to go out with her snotty friend's tonight and won't be back until tomorrow morning drunk as hell. And for her hoe of a daughter, she spends majority of her Friday's including weekends at her side kick crib as well so we're good." She answers my questions with confidence, eating her fries.
I shake my head laughing, couldn't believe this girl has everything planned out and really want us to go out clubbing knowing that we're too young however, I understand why Renee' wants to do this.
"Well uh, since you have everything figure out then I guess we might as well give it a chance. Let's turn up tonight."
"Now you're speaking my language sis, we are going to get lit!" she said getting excited and I just laugh at her with the goofiest look she has on her face and continue eating our food.
I just hope on our first night there won't be any crazy mess going on.
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