n i s a
2 years later
i laugh as i count the stack in my hands. i begin to " make it rain" on cookie, my so called friend. i know she talks about me behind my back to the other girls.
i change out of my costume into a white crop top and adidas leggings. as quick as possible, i throw on some black and white superstar originals.
1:30 am
i finally get to leave the club. whilst im on my way home, i see a glowing yellow sign. apparently it was still open, which came as a surprise. throwing my fat wallet into my purse , i get out of my audi and walk into the building.
as i order my burger and fries, i hear the door open and close. grabbing my order, i sit where I can see my car. knowing this isn't a trustworthy area.
my eyes widen as i see a group of boys gathered around my car. i get up and run out to my car. " what are you fools doing?" i ask them looking in my purse for my keys. " your car it's just-" i interrupted the boy still rummaging through my purse. " expensive, and i got it back yesterday, so try not to stand too close to it." i say annoyed. " sorry miss rich girl." he snarls. i look up to meet the eyes that i once knew.
at first, i was taken back but i soon remembered who i now am, confident. he on the other hand was looking me up and down, and his eyes met mine. he looked as if he just saw a ghost or something because they were popping out of his head, and his mouth wide open.
" im assuming you recognize me." i bite my lip. he nods his head, at loss of words. " umm i think i should go." i say finding my keys and walking past the other confused boys.
" nisa wait!" cameron calls. i put my window down allowing him to speak. " can we hang out sometime? i'd really like to talk to you about our past." he says while bending down to look me in the face.
i back out of the parking spot. " you are my past." i say and drive out of the lot, making sure to have my middle finger out the window blasting the song Check by Young Thug.
