LONDON ELISE HARPER,16
June/10/2018
10:57 Pm
"Don't be calling my phone rushing me and shit." London spoke, blowing out a deep breath as she got into Ja's car.
"Then stop taking forever." He spoke, rolling his eyes as he started his car again. she just squinted her eyes at him, before pulling the visor down and applying her lip gloss.
She stayed quiet for the car ride to a local restaurant, "You look good though, baby." He spoke, looking over at her as he got in the line for the drive through. He rubbed her thigh.
"Thank you."she smiled, taking a couple of pictures in her car before a random number sent her a video.
"What area is 864 in?" she asked, looking over at ja as he drove with one hand and his other rubbing her thigh.
"Anderson and greenville, why" he asked, turning into the drive through. "someone just sent me a video from there." she spoke, clicking on the video.
"what you want?" He asked, looking over at the menu as he rolled his windows down.
"Just a cheeseburger and fries, tell them pickles and ketchup and I want a shake too." She mumbled, watching the video start. She could see a brown skin male with tattoos going down his lean body. As the video played it showed a girl bent over on a surface in front of him.
Her eyes quickly moved back and forth to Ja's arm and the boys in the video as he order her food."Get my bag from out the back." He spoke, watching London turn her phone off and reaching behind her to grab his back pack.
"what was you doing all day, it fucking stinks in this car." She furrowed her eyebrows and mugged him. She looked around the car grabbing his bag from the back seat.
"Fuck." she mumbled, looking down at a gold wrapper on the floor that had fallen out of his bag.
"Nothing I just got back from the gym." He mumbled, pulling on his dreads. "Mhm, then what the fuck is this?" She asked, sitting back in her seat and holding the wrapper between her middle and index fingers.
"What you mean? It's a wrapper." He shrugged, handing the card to the lady at the window.
"Stop playing with me Ja, you know exactly what the fuck I mean." She spoke, throwing it at him.
"Yo, watch the fuck out." He spoke, rolling his eyes, as she handed her his card back.
"No, who the fuck is this bitch Jamel?" she asked, crossing her arms over her chest. "why does it matter?" He asked, "Ion be in yo' business about this shit. You just jumpin to conclusions, how you know that's mines?" He asked, jerking his head back.
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