I followed behind Jasmine and Isaiah as we walked through the aisles of Walmart. "What are we getting anyways?" I asked, walking past a few older ladies. Jasmine shrugged but Isaiah responded, "Some snacks and drinks. And a new speaker." He said, stopping in his movements. Elijah wasn't here since he wanted to go hang out with Aaliyah and the rest of us was mad bored.
I reached over and grabbed a bag of Cheeto Puffs and some purple bag Doritos while Jas picked up some Takis. I threw them into the cart and put them back in one of my AirPods back into my ear. I pushed past Jas and over to Isaiah, about to speak but Jasmine pushed me back mad hard. "Bro you doing too much. What the hell was that even for?" I said, staring dead at her.
She rolled her eyes and sucked her teeth, "You pushed me so I pushed you back. Nothing to be mad for nigga." She said. I sucked my teeth and walked away as I heard her laugh behind me. "Dumb ass hoe.." I mumbled under my breath and before I knew it I was bombarded by Jasmine. "What did you just call me?" She said while laughing and yelling, her long nails pointed directly at my throat. I was backed up against the aisle as I held her arms.
"A dumb ass hoe. That's what I said so get the fuck out of my face." I repeated, sucking my teeth.
She pushed her nail into my cheek, getting closer to me, and yelled in my face again. "Nigga I'm not playing with you. Watch your mouth." She said before she backed away from me. I laughed in her face, walking away into the juice aisle. Isaiah followed behind with the cart as I threw in some cans of Sprite and a liter of orange Fanta.
"The only thing left is the speaker after I think we're done," Isaiah said and both Jasmine and I followed. We walked over to the tech side of the store, browsing through all the different types of electronics. Jasmine looked through the computers, "I want this, so bad." She whined.
"You're not getting it," I said laughing as she hit the top of my head.
Isaiah threw the speaker into the car, "Let's go." He said as we just followed behind him. Jasmine was typing in her phone and laughing but a nigga wasn't tryna be all in her business, so I ain't look.
I pulled out my phone and scrolled through my Instagram feed, liking random posts until we got to the cash register. Isaiah pulled out some of the snacks and put them on the belt as I helped him. Jasmine aint do anything but sit on her phone before I nudged her to help out.
She sucked her teeth and rolled her eyes at me as she grabbed the case of soda and put it onto the belt. Isaiah handed the card to the cashier, who was an older white man. The cashier gave it back to Isaiah while I grabbed the bags and put them back into the cart. As Isaiah was putting the card back in his wallet, someone approached us and Jas's face dropped with fear.
