We might just get hit with the rico

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I decided against calling my mom. I decided to call Kylie instead. When I called her I had this epiphany,I was going to go the typical white girl celebrity route. I was gonna date a black guy. I was also going to attempt to get my life on track. Kylie didn't want to be a little white girl anymore so she got a black guy, tons of lip injections,and an Instagram showing hella bikini pics and look where she is now! For celebration I decided to go to Taco Bell. As I ran down the stairs with my keys I yelled for my dad to see if he wanted anything. "A nacho bell grande would be Gucci af if I do say so myself mekayla" he replied. "Ight got it" I mumbled half way out the door. When I got in the car same mistakes by one direction started playing and I debated whether I should listen and cry because zayn, or move on with my life and play some rap music. The Kylie in me was telling me to pick the second choice so I started playing hit the quan by Iheart Memphis (or whatever the fuck his name is I don't know bitch tf I look like) but half way through the song I realized how fucking annoying it was and decided hitting shuffle was my best bet. When I pressed the shuffle button Mandy by my dad, Barry Manilow started playing. "THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT I GIVE UP" I huffed before shutting off the music and pulling into Taco Bell. I got in and breathed a sigh of relief to see that Rico wasn't working. I ordered and sat down like usual waiting for them to call my number when the black guy from tmz walked in. "YO MEKAYLA HOWS IT GOING" he asked. "Erm, I guess I'm okay" I replied. He just smiled in return and placed his order. I was in a daze when he sat at the chair across from me. "So how's your dad" he asked, snapping me back to reality.
"Oh he's good I guess"
"Well that's good"
"Yeah um how's it being the black guy from tmz?" I asked awkwardly,
"Well it's good but I'm not just the black guy from tmz my names van, van Lathan"he said with an awkward laugh.
"Oh sorry Van" I said with a smile, "I talked to your uncle, 50 cent, he's um nice" I added quickly to change the subject.
"Oh shit yeah I haven't hit him up in a while I got to do that soon" he said with a chuckle, while I just laughed in response.
"Well here's my phone,put in your number maybe we can um grab lunch one day? We run into eachother all the time might as well" I was hesitant at first but gave in and tapped my number into his phone.
"ORDER 117" I heard the worker yell
"Well that's me have a nice day" I said to Van standing up to retrieve my food.
"You too" he said with a smile, I smiled as I walked outside knowing I finally did it. I got a black guy. Even tho he doesn't look like j.cole I GOT ME A BLACK GUY.
                RICOS P.O.V
I was ready to walk into Taco Bell to start my shift when I saw mekayla sitting at a table with a familiar face.
"Oh me goodnees is that the black guy from tmz?!" said my friend Carlos, the chef at the Taco Bell, in his thick Spanish accent.
"I think so bro" i mumbled in annoyance."you know what this means right-we have to hide in the bush and spy on her" he looked at me oddly. "JUST DO IT" I said and dragged him into the bushes.
"Fuck it's dirty here I said as I ducked down further" he giggled, "eets dirt ya maniquí " I slapped him in the head, "shut up will ya-oh my god is she giving him her phone number?!" Fuck I need to find a way to get her back, I ain't just a fuck and duck. Then I got an idea. "Carlos" I whispered slowly. "yeah amigo" "I need you to get the power tools" "say no more"

       MEKAYLAS P.O.V

I skipped back to the car and got in.
"IM SO LIT RN" I screamed as I got ready to start the car but
then I heard I weird noise.... i looked in the backseat and saw nothing. But then I saw the trunk move. I took the baseball bat in my backseat and brought it outside to open the trunk. "You can do this Kay,you can do it" I told myself. I took a deep breath. And opened the trunk. "YO WHAT THE FUCK RICO WYD " I jumped back in suprise.

"Rawr xd?" he said as he looked up at me.

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