Playing The Player

Chapter Four

So, for starters, shoutout to my partner @ImaniTaylor_ she's not feeling to well so I wrote this chapter, although its her turn. Yeah, ima badass. Lol

Beautiful:

"Man, this bitch tripping. It's the last day of school and her ass tryna teach!" Nijah called out with attitude.

"Yeah, we took every damn exam known to man, cut a bitch some slack." a random girl yelled out.

"Class! I am just trying to send you on your way to summer with something to work on." the teacher defended herself.

"Ima be working on something all summer, yall know I go with a boy from Luckys crew!" another girl shouted out.

"Nah, we ain't know that ma." I said, looking over to her. I hate when bitches brag. She looked over at me then turned back in her seat. Yeah, she knew better.

"Tomorrow is your day!" Nijah smiled, leaning in towards me.

"Fuck you talking bout?" I said, glancing at her.

"Let's just say, you supposed to be getting LUCKY very soon." she smiled.

Ugh. Here we go again with this Lucky shit. These girls been reminding me, every day about the same thing. Yes, I'm very aware that summer starts tomorrow and I have to get Lucky.. who gives a fuck? It won't be hard, getting a nigga attention. It never is for me.

After class I headed out to the lot, because that's the only place Lucky is seen around school. Selling dope is his thing and his best customers are highschoolers. I ain't got nothing against his hustle, but I can't stand it when people praise him like he a god. Anybody can sell dope.

He stood, posted against his clean ass car with his crew. All them niggas cute on the real, but they all easy as fuck. His eyes caught me as I walked up to them. "Yall niggas don't believe in going to class?" I asked, looking them.

"Nah, we making this money." one of the boys smiled down at me.

"I guess." I brushed him off. "Wussup Lucky." I said, directing my attention to him.

"Do I know you?" he asked, looking at me confused.

"The girl you just tryna fuck last weekend?" I snapped.

"To many to count lil mama." he laughed with his crew.

"I bet. But um, summer finally here.. you know its getting hot out. Ima need somebody to keep a bitch company.. and its possible that I want you." I said, laying down my sauce game.

He held back a chuckle before speaking. "I think its possible, that I don't fuck with you." he said.

So he's playing hard to get I see. "You don't fuck with me." I let out a smile.

"You giving it up?" he asked, looking interested.

"Like I said.. the summers coming.. its getting hot... and I might need a little company." I said, in more sexual voice. I then had the entire teams attention. Yeah, I'm better than good.

"Aight." he smiled. "Get my number from somebody and hit me up."

I took a step back and looked over him again. "Why you can't just give it to me now?" I asked.

"Cause I got shit to do." he said, brushing past me, and walking away with his crew.

How corny. I gotta call this bet off cause I can't stand this nigga. The moment I got home, I texted my girls, telling them to come over. We all sat at the table in silence.

"Listen yall" I started. "I can't do the Lucky bet, he erk my nerves." I admitted.

"I told you! Give me my money" Sammi said turning to Fefe.