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These bitches still passing around my nic and my fucking kart like I don't know where they lips been. Y'all wanna play hot potato with my shit? Keep it. Burnt-out battery and saliva-covered tip? Nah, I'm good.
And let's talk about how half these hoes in this section damn near 25, maybe 30, and can't afford they own vape. Amirah, get your tired-ass homegirls in line because I'm sick of it.
Kiera, Nalani, Taya, Cece, Amare, Amirah, and her little raggedy-ass entourage of "friends" and their friends got this section tighter than a mouse pussy . It's bodies on top of bodies in here, and I'm tipsy enough to feel good but still mean enough to swing if somebody test me.
And Nalani? Baby, she finna flip the fuck out. I see her watching this bad-built bitch—she gotta be at least 30 brush up on Amare like she doesn't know Nalani is one wrong look away from snatching her wig and scalp clean off.
I leaned back, keeping my drink steady while I side-eyed the room. "I'm just waiting on this shit to pop off cause I'm getting bored," I muttered to myself.
Cece, though? Baby girl looked lost. She's too sweet for this, like a daisy in a field of dandelions.
"You good, Cece?" I asked, noticing how she was clutching her little purse like it was a lifeline.
She nodded quickly, flashing me a polite little smile, but her eyes darted around the room like she was waiting for somebody to snatch her edges.
"Girl, you look like you just got dropped off at the wrong hood. Relax," I teased, trying to make her laugh.
"I'm good, KayKay," she said softly, but I could tell she wasn't built for this environment.
Before I could tell her to loosen up, I heard my name getting yelled over the music.
"KayKay!"
I turned around, squinting through the smoke and neon lights, trying to figure out who the hell was hollering at me.
Kiera pointed toward Amirah, who was standing with some random chick I ain't never seen before.
"Girl, come here!" Amirah waved me over like I worked for her. I rolled my eyes and got up, already annoyed.
"What, Amirah?" I said, standing next to her with my arms crossed.
"This my homegirl, Tiff," she said, motioning toward the girl, who was grinning way too hard.
"Heyyy," Tiff said, reaching out to touch my hair like we was cool or something.
"Uh-uh, back up," I said, stepping back and glaring at Amirah. "Get your friend."
Amirah laughed like this shit was funny, but I wasn't in the mood.
"You so pretty," Tiff said, ignoring the attitude and smiling like a damn Cheshire cat.
"Thanks," I muttered, side-eyeing her hand as it reached out again.
"That's your girlfriend?" she asked, pointing toward Amare.
I snorted. "Hell nah, that's my homegirl. She's my girlfriend," I said, nodding toward Kiera, who was sitting back with her legs crossed, looking like a boss.
Tiff's smile widened. "Oh, she cute too. Y'all look good together."
"Thanks," I said dryly, already turning to walk off. I wasn't about to entertain this weird energy any longer.
When I got back to Kiera, shit was already popping off again. Some dusty dude was in Cece's face, leaning in way too close and talking loudly like she owed him something. Cece was trying to play nice, but it was clear she wanted him to back the fuck up.
"Yo, fall back!" Nalani snapped, stepping between them like the pit bull she is.
The dude straightened up, glaring at her like she wasn't about to ruin his whole night.
"I wasn't talking to you, sweetheart," he said, his voice low and threatening.
"And she wasn't talking to your dusty ass, but here we are," Nalani shot back, crossing her arms and standing her ground.
Amare slid up beside her, looking ready to tag-team if it came to that. Meanwhile, Amirah was already strutting over like the big sister she is, her heels clicking against the floor.
"You got a problem, bro?" Amirah asked, her tone calm but deadly.
The dude shrugged, looking her up and down. "Nah, no problem. Your girl just need to mind her business."
Amirah's eyes narrowed, and I swear the whole section went silent. Even the DJ felt the tension because he switched tracks real quick.
"Watch your tone, my guy," Amirah warned, her voice low and steady.
The dude's homeboys must've sensed he was about to get his ass handed to him because they rushed over, pulling him back.
"My bad," one of them said, trying to play peacemaker. "He drunk as hell."
"Then keep his ass on a leash before somebody put him down," Nalani snapped, still glaring.
"KayKay, the bottle? Really?" one of Amirah's friends said, noticing how I had the Henny gripped like a weapon.
"What? I wasn't finna let him talk crazy," I said, setting it down with a shrug. My fingers were still healing from that last fight, so I wasn't trying to swing unless I had to.
The tension finally eased up, and the music took over again. The DJ redeemed himself by playing Wanna Be by Megan, Cardi, and Glo, and the vibe shifted.
That's when I saw my baby Kiera in the middle of the section, throwing it back like rent was due.
"That's my girl!" I hollered, hyping her up. She glanced back at me, smirking before dropping it lower.
"KayKay, get your ass out here!" Amirah yelled, motioning for me to join.
"Nah, I'm good right here," I said, sipping my drink and enjoying the show.
Meanwhile, I caught Nalani and Amare in a corner, sharing a joint and laughing like they wasn't just ready to fight a few minutes ago. Nalani leaned in, whispering something in Amare's ear, making her giggle.
I shook my head, laughing to myself. "Y'all gay asses think nobody see y'all, huh?"
"You worry 'bout the wrong shit," Nalani shot back, exhaling a cloud of smoke in my direction.
The rest of the night was a blur of drinks, dancing, and barely-contained chaos. By the time we piled into the car to head home, my head was spinning, but I was still thinking about all the shit that went down.
Kiera leaned against me in the backseat, her head resting on my shoulder. " I wanna fuck you "
"here?" I asked, wrapping my arm around her.
She sat up and looked at me "No there's to many bitches in here
"Okay wen we get to the house" I'm frontin like I bitch, imma go to sleep as soon as I steep inside my house.
