"He seems like a player." Aliyah said while flicking a ball of paper off her desk
"He sound cool to me, that's how niggas act anyway. They act hard but got a soft ass fucking heart."
"I've only known him for a day though so it's cool. I ain't looking for a relationship anyway. Y'all remember what happened with Oliver and I."
"Oh yeah!!! Fuck that nigga. That's why he a father now. Messin' with hoes while dating another girl." Laila yelled
"He texted me before I left for NY talkin' bout some 'I miss you, baby'" I mocked in a deep voice
"What did you say back?" Aliyah asked
"I said don't you have some baby formula to buy? Saying some I miss you shit. Loose my KIK and number, you ain't shit." I read from my phone
"Damn. You mean-"Aliyah said immediately
"I taught you well sweet child o' mine!" Laila interrupted
"Well sweet child of Laila Rogers is in loveeeeeee" Aliyah sang
"I ain't in love. I just though he was cute." I rolled my eyes
"Im curious about how he look little bitch. You gushing over some nigga that I ain't seen yet"
"I'm getting tired of you calling people niggas, Laila. You a nigga too."
"Nuh uh. I'm a nigga bitch get it right." She snapped her fingers and tossed her head
"Shut the fuck up. I have some awesome news to tell you hoesssss"
"What's up, Liyah?"
"Yeah." Laila chimed in
"I'm coming up to New York and my mama said I can bring Laila along if your parents are cool with it!"
"NO WAY!!!" I screamed "YOU LYIN' AND CANT BELIEVE IT RIGHT NOW!"
"Best believe it hoe!"
"Yesssss!!! I was wondering what I was gonna do this summer!!!! Hopefully my mom cool with it!"
"How did you get the money? How did this come about."
"Well you see...!" Aliyah started
"Oh shit." Laila sighed and put her head down
"Shut the hell up and listen. You wanna come or not?"
"Yes."
"Ok then shut up!" She sassed "So anyway, I missed the Bryson Tiller concern here sooooooo...I bought tickets to the one in Harlem and y'all remember that job I had at Harris Teeter?"
"Yeah."
"Mhm."
"I made enough money to buy the concert tickets, plane tickets for me and or Laila if her moms will let her come along and shopping!!!"
"Yesssssss!" Laila hissed
"But you bringing ya own money for shopping so don't get too comfortable."
"Well damn fine."
"When you coming up here?!" I asked
"In about a month."
"About a month." I sighed "1 long month!"
"It won't be that long, Les." Aliyah whispered
"Yeah-huh!!!" I whined
"Whatever. Just know that we gon be there!!!"
"Okay! I'll be here waiting for y'all."
"You and Joeyyyyyy!" Laila said while smirking
"Don't fucking play with me like that!"
"Watch yo damn mouth!" Aunty hissed as she banged on the door.
Laila and Aliyah started cracking up
"Y'all a piece of work. Good night."
"It's only 10 minutes before 10." Aliyah winked her face
"Yeah. I know." I said
"You lame. During school days you was the one staying up and complaining about how we don't have time to stay up."
"I have three months to chill out. Don't catch no attitude."
"You ain't my mama." Laila sassed
"Imma slap the shi- Imma slap you when you get up here, if you do."
"Ohohohohoh! What where you gonna say? Slap the what out of me?"
"Shush!" I laughed "You know my aunty gonna do."
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No. 99 (Joey Bada$$)
FanfictionPower and violence are opposites; where the one rules absolutely, the other is absent. Violence appears where power is in jeopardy, but left to its own course it ends in power's disappearance ...
