Made For Me

613 Bussdown

Giselle Pov:

"That's Bree." I whispered, nodded to the girl who was staring us down as we walked into the salon. Nicki wanted an 613 bust down and that's what she was getting. Down on my luck, we ran into my little fling and by the look on her face this was going to be some shit. "She is a petty bitch." I let Onika know wanting her to be aware who she was around.

"Fuck her, sit." She demanded, pointing to a chair. Obediently I nodded, taking a seat, rubbing my hands over my knees I tried to calm my nerves. "Hey Keisha girl!" Nicki greeted her stylist, who was finishing Bree's hair.

"Bitch, I missed you when you got back?" Keisha stopped doing her hair to pull Onika into a hug.

"You know, my Bestfriend got married." She smiled happily.

"About a week ago and you still here?" Keisha asked smirking looking over at me, "Hey Giselle." She giggled. Bree was messy, I just knew she had been in here running her mouth. Keisha probably just soaked it in, already familiar with Nicki and I's situation, she had been doing Onika hair way before we got together.

Nodding quickly, I pulled out my phone. I had two simple rules coming in here, don't look or speak to any of these bitches. "Five more minutes and you're next." I heard her tell Nicki, who came and sat by me.

"I have never been in here before." I looked around the shop.

"I know, and this is your last time." She rolled her eyes at some girls who were looking our way. The energy felt off as the conversation seemed to get like they weren't in here talking at all. "Bitches can't seem to focus with you in here." Onika interlocked our fingers, claiming possession over me.

"Like that nigga in the grocery store last night?" I kissed her pouty lips. Jit caught a glance of Nicki, and all of a sudden he felt the need to tell his homeboy about that one time he made fifty thousand in one day. After that, it was the fake tough stories that the whole checkout line had the pleasure of hearing.

"Yes, exactly like that." She giggled. "This the quietest It's ever been in here." People wanted to know what was going, as far as everyone knew, I was single and didn't do relationships. So, me being in here with Onika doing couple shit probably was baffling. "Don't know whether he was trying to impress me or scare you." As interesting as the stories sounded, I was praying he didn't start to believe them or I was going to embarrass his ass in Walmart.

"Bruh was building up the courage to try to talk to you in front of me, so he can flex for his homie." Jit was smarter than he looked. The minute he tried to make conversation with her, I sly flashed him my pistol.

"Give his ass a story to tell for real." She shook her head, making me chuckle.

"Come on Nic I can't wait to see you in this forty inch." Keisha called for her as Bree got out of the chair.