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𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝟭𝟰
"𝐒𝐎𝐎𝐎𝐎, can I ask something, like not even on no weirdo shit?"
The interior was tan, leather, inside the Acura MDX that belonged to Juni. Older than Jayla by a year, Juni face card never declined the same way Jayla's didn't. The resemble each other the same way identical twins do, but Juni held a deeper skin-tone, and burgundy dyed hair. She drove, while Jayla sat in the passenger seat, and their cousin MJ sat alone on the second row. Unlike her cousin's, MJ was a redbone wit green eyes. Pretty face, and thick frame the way every Windburn was blessed to uphold.
Jayla, Juni, and MJ were the ying to each other's yang. The trio was very close, and grew up in their grandma's house in Watts, being raised by her and their grandfather who passed away from a heart condition when they were only six and five years old. One's parents were killed in a accident, the other two had parents serving life sentences. They had other family, but their grandmother and each other were who they had everyday, and not just for functions.
"Any time you say that, it's on weirdo shit." Juni spoke with a chuckle, as she drove on the highway heading to Watts to refill her vending machines.
"What is it?" Jayla asked MJ.
"You using them for a come up?" MJ wanted to know, and the scowl Jayla shot back at her had her saying, "What? The whole world know who they are. You only been in that relationship with them for how long? A little over three months? And you already up in your business. That nigga dropped bands on you within the first few weeks and by the end of that month you already had yo' LLC, vending machines, and allat. If this your plan to come up, lemme partake because you surely ain't tell me bout this scheme."
"It's not a damn scheme, and bitch, you are partaking, by helping me do refills when I'm not around. I ain't ask him to drop nothing on my lap. He chose to because unlike every other nigga, he knew I could do more wit myself than working at a hardware store. He gave me a step to become my own boss and I'm doing it, and will give back every dime he believed in me with. Unlike you, I actually love the people I'm with. You still scheming. Not me. I'm done wit that."
