Zyara POV
"Man Drea if you don't hurry up and come outside. I'm tryna get to this park before it gets dark. Everybody suppose to be there." I was sitting in the car on the phone, outside Drea's house, waiting for her to come out.
"Okay Zy damn! If you get off the phone with me I can hurry up and put my stuff on to come out. Nagging me all damn day isn't going to make me move faster." She snapped before hanging up.
I looked at my phone to see if she really hung up and she did. I rolled my eyes and scrolled throughout my phone, looking for something to do.
Moments later Drea was walking out the house wearing a red and white Adidas track suit. Her hair was slicked back in a ponytail with her baby hair framing her face. She looked nice.
"Your gonna stop fuckin' rushing me." She snapped, slamming my car door shut and putting on her seat belt. "Anyways. Hey best friend! You missed me?" She smiled while turning to look at me.
I shook my head. "Your bi polar as hell. No I didn't miss you. Now let's go because Brisha and Carisha already called and told me they was there waiting. They even threatened to leave." I said pulling off towards the park.
Drea shrugged, "Oh well. Isn't like shit poppin' there anyways. It's gonna be the same busted ass niggas, same busted ass females. I wonder if Couture is gonna be there."
I rolled my eyes at the mention of her name. "Shes not thinking about you, so why are you thinkin' about her?" I asked looking over at her. She didn't answer, so I continued "Anyways. Did I tell you I seen her?"
She shook her had as we got out the car, "No, but you just did."
"Finally. My tracks done start slipping out because y'all bitches took too long. It's hot as hell." Carisha complained, holding a track and pulling another one out.
Me and Drea looked at each other with wide eyes. "Bitch! You better put that away somewhere before people start roasting yo ass." Drea half joked.
I laughed at Drea's statement and watched Carisha pass her slipped tracks over to her sister. "Why you giving me this?" Brisha side eyed her. Carisha shrugged and Brisha dropped it on the floor. "Oh well."
We walked further into the park and it was packed. People was everywhere like always. Out the corner of my eye, I seen Couture's brother Joey with a group of guys that looked like they had a rough life. Pants was sagging, blunts was passed in rotation, a lot of them was buff and tall, if they wasn't buff they still had height to them. Couture wasn't to far from them with a group of girls who looked more ratchet then Carisha and Brisha.
"Should we be scared?" I whispered to them as we kept walking by. I seen how Joey was eyeing us. The way they were looking was scaring me.
"I think so." Drea mumbled.
"So i'm outside at the park and you think i'm a punk! So I go to my loaded tech 9 that's off in my trunk! I told that muhfucka, I ain't neva scared! I ain't neva scared!" Brisha started yelling towards their way.
People started looking at us crazy and Joey hopped off the car he was sitting on and gave us this evil ass look that told me it was time to go. He started to walk over towards us until one of his friends grabbed him and whispered something to him. Joey smirked and nodded his head, while making eye contact with us. He made a kissy face towards me, then went on about his business.
I grabbed Drea and we turned on our heels. "I'm ready to go." I stressed. They all nodded in agreement.
"Brisha your stupid ass just had to piss him off. Talking about getting a choppa from out your trunk. Bitch what trunk?!" Carisha snapped at her sister once we got back to my car.
