I'll Love You Always.

Paintballs and pimp slapping

Right now I'm getting ready for our night out. I'm actually pretty excited. I did basic makeup and did a cute eye liner. I did my hair in these sock rollers a few hours ago and the curl turned out really nice. I'm wearing this lace white top with a black tube top under, along with a denim skirt and tights. I top it off with some jewelry, my black boots, and a leather jacket. 

I walk down to Jimmy's and say my goodbyes to Tommy. Him and Future pull up in the car as I walk out the door. 

"Damn girl!" J calls to me 

"Y'know if you wasn't Jimmy's I'd do it." Future snickers to me, and holds the door open letting me slide into the middle seat. This idiot I have no idea why he's saying stuff like that. Completely insane there's no way Jimmy thought of me as "His Girl."

Right?

"Future shut the hell up!" "Man shut the fuck up retard" Me and J yell at him as we both send him glares. I smack him up the head when he gets in and Jimmy leans over and punches his shoulder. He gives us both a shrug, and the three of us start laughing. We go to pick up the guys and head down to the Chin Tiki.

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We're in the car now with all the guys. We're just listening to music and laughing over the random stuff. There's a Biggie song playing right now, I'll have to get J to give me the name later.

"Oh, hey, B. I got these new beats, man" Iz says to Rabbit reaching over passing me disk. I smile and had it over to Rabbit, he looks at it. "Yeah, you know how much I like your moms and everything, B-" Iz starts but Sol interrupts him

"Ah shit, how much i really, really like you momma, Rabbit." He laughs smoking his blunt, and J flips him off in return. I turn to Future and we roll our eyes chuckling.

"But she wasn't doin' you no favour when she left you this car, man." Iz jokes, all the guys in the back start cackling. 

"Fuck you. Get out and walk" J jokes back. I laugh at him and he sticks his tongue out at me I shove him slightly and give him a smile. 

"Ah shit" Iz chuckles 

"Hey, man, at least the radio works" Sol says "What up with this whole East Coast, West Coast thing, dog?" Yeah I was thinking the same thing, I mean we're getting some good raps out of it but I'd really hate it if anything bad happens. "Word." Future buts in. "We gotta put the Mo on the map." Sol states

"Yeah, talkin' about the 3-1-3." Cheddar joins in. Oh Cheddar Bob, can never tell if he's high or just like that, he's harmless either way.

 Me and Jimmy looks at each other, he rolls his eyes I just shrug and smile. His eyes soften after I smile though. Weird. He's been doing that a lot lately. Probably nothing I bet I'm seeing this from the frickin' smoke Futures blowing in my face. 

"Man, nobody even knows Detroit is the 3-1-3" Future says giving the blunt back to Cheddar. 

"3-1-3! 3-1-3!" Cheddar chants taking a hit. Okay yeah he is definitely high. Me and Rabbit share and amused look again. "He's higher than a kite right now" I whisper to him giggling. "Fucking dumbass gonna be trashed" He mumbles back chuckling. We make eye contact. Which is my daily treat. Jimmy's eyes are my favorite thing to look at. Their so blue and beautiful, looks like the California beaches. 

"The fuck you talkin' about, fathead? You from the 8-1-0." Sol interrupts my thoughts. I turn to him and scold him.

 "Sol! Don't be mean to Cheddar!" I frown at him.

 "My bad Mother Teresa." He mumbles back to me. I know this dumbass didn't just call me that. The guys know that name pisses me off "The hell did you just call me dumbass?" I ask him with a glare. He opens him mouth to speak but Future buts in. Lucky sucker.