How Do U Want It?

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The crinkle of the plastic dime bags of cocaine in my pocket was the only thing I heard as I awaited my last customer of the day.

"You got it?" The bony woman almost shouted as she limped towards me.

"You know it." I said as I pulled out the 2 bags of white.

"H-here." She handed me 20 dollars, and I gave her her fix.

Today was junior prom, and it started at 7. Right now, it was going on 5, so I needed to get going.

Faith was going to meet me at my house to do my hair and makeup and all that. I told her I could do it myself but she insisted.

I began speed walking to my house which wasn't too far, and I didn't waste any time.

Once I arrived, I saw Faith sitting on the porch with a pink bag on her back. "Butter, why didn't you go inside instead of sitting out here lookin' like a dumbass?" I said, opening the front door.

"Ain't nobody here." She said sitting her bag on the couch.

"Damn, you right," I said, trying to listen for anyone in the house, "What's this?" I pointed to her bag.

"Its my stuff. My dress, curling irons and make up." She said proudly. I scoffed.

"Okay, come on. We got 2 hours and I need to do myself and you. So chop chop." She pushed me up the stairs.

"What color is your dress?" She asked me as we went into the bathroom and sat me on the toilet.

"Red with white polka dots." I said.

Faith plugged her curling iron in and pulled out endless amounts of mascara, eye shadow, foundation, lipstick, and every other makeup product there ever was.

"Is Tupac wearing red and white?" She took my hair out of its ponytail and began to brush it. I just simply nodded.

Faith tugged and pulled on my hair, I didn't know whether she was styling it or trying to made me bald. She almost gave me a headache.

"Don't burn me!" I jerked away from the curling iron that was right by my neck.

"I'm not!" Faith whined as she pushed my head back in place.

I huffed. Now I see why I didn't fall into that girly girl category; it was too much.

"Are you and Big matching?" I asked.

"Yeah, blue and black." Faith mumbled.

"Is Snoop going?"

"Why wouldn't he be?"

I shrugged, "He ain't got a date."

Faith scoffed and said, "That don't mean shit. He'll be hopping from girl to girl at that place. I don't see how them girls like his ugly ass."

We both laughed uncontrollably, and Faith almost burned me again, causing me to slap her hand. "I'm sorry!" She said in between laughs.

Faith continued to curl my hair and swoop my bangs and whatnot, then she moved on to my makeup.

"So how are you getting there? Are you gonna meet him there or is he coming here or ..?" Faith said as she dabbed my eyes with faint red eyeshadow.

"I asked Pac and he said 'You'll see.', so I don't know." I shrugged as I managed to keep my eyes closed.

Just then, we heard footsteps coming up the stairs. "Ebelle?" Dre called out.

"In here." I called from the bathroom.