A/N: AYYYYEEE WEEK 2. Welcome. Welcome. Please enjoy the story! ❤️✌️
Ketty's P.O.V:
"LADIES GET YOUR ASSES ON THIS FUCKING BUS" I screamed to them. It was dress day! The day where we leave school, and go rob David's Bridal to get dresses for the dance!
"I don't know, Ketty... I can't rob anything.." A shy girl named Amanda said. I laughed and shook my head, I put my hand on the wheel. I turned back to her with a cold, unforgiving face. I held up a gun, and pointed it at her.
"AMANDA, GET YOUR ASS IN THE FUCKING BUS, OR I WILL SLICE YOUR ASS OFF LIKE I CUT MY PIZZA. I WILL THROW YOUR UNATTACHED ASS ON A SEAT AND WE WILL CALL YOUR ASS AMANDA FOR THE REST OF THE DAY. DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?" I screamed at her.
She nodded in fear. "Good" I growled at her, she stepped onto the bus, and took a seat. When we reached the store we all walked in.
"Hello! My name is Debra. Do you have an appointment?" The girl at the desk asked. After we got done tying up the whole staff, we sat down and started to look at dresses.
"Do you like this one?" "Does the color match my eyes?" "Does my ass look fat in this?" "Do I have a good color?"
These questions drowned out the room, "Okay Ladies!" I shouted. "Lets find some dresses!"
"Yes!"
"No"
"No"
"Yes!"
"omfg yaaas"
"Rachet as fuck take that off"
"How about this?" Lema asked, "Pixie flesh was sooo last year" I told her. "Really? I still like it" Lema said. "Hm" she put it back and went to find something else.
When I was commenting on Morgan's beautiful dress, I heard a police siren from a while away. "SHIT DEBRA DID YOU CALL THE COPS?!" I shouted at her. She looked worried.
"DEBRA I TRUSTED YOU!" I screamed. "I was gonna but you Taco Bell...". Coming back to my senses, I became the leader again. "EVERYBODY GRAB DRESSES, LETS GO, LETS GO!" I screamed.
We all grabbed 2 bags full of dresses, and ran out the back door to the bus.
