Crooked Smile

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Ariela POV

When we got out the car Jennifer just froze mid walk. I looked at her like as if she was crazy. I looked in the direction she was looking at and I didn't see anyone. I walked to her side and dragged her to the door. We all walked up like some bad bitches because we are. There was a long ass line and I am not waiting. We all walked to the front of the line and the guard let us in. I heard bitches hating and just laughed at them. Petty shit.

We went to the vip section and ordered a couple of bottles. My phone was going off. I have text from Craig, J, Paul, and Eric. Niggas took long enough to figure it out. Then I got a text from Craig

*Text Convo*

Craig: You are so dead

Me: Who is gonna kill me tho ;)

Craig: Don't test me Ariela. Where are y'all at?

Me: Somewhere you are not

Craig: I am tracking your ass.

Me: Have fun :)

*End of Phone Convo*

You see Craig don't know that I know how to take a tracker out a phone. Dumb fucks. I am trying to turn up and have fun with my girls. The bottles came over with a couple of big booty itches. See, I aint gay or anything but I love a good looking girl. A couple of years after the guys got locked up I became a little freak for a little so I tried stuff. One of the girls came over to me and started giving me a lap dance.

"Ooo Ariela. Marcus is gonna fucking shoot your ass." Monique said. I looked at her and sucked my teeth. I started spraying ones on the female.

"Girl hush. He don't even know where I am." I said. I am not doubting that he would shoot me because I know he will but he need to find me first.

"Uhhh, boo boo he just texted me and he know exactly where we at. Who car did we take?" She asked. I looked at her confused asf.

"We took Bree's car." I said. I thought about it then it hit me. She don't know how to take a tracker out and I bet she didnt take hers out.

"Oh shit. Well if im bout to die at least let me be turnt while it happening." I said grabbing a bottle and drinking straight from a bottle. She shook her head and eventually started getting turnt with me. I ran out of money after about two hours and just decided its time to go. I got the girls and we left.

We decided to all just go to my dads house because there are no weird niggas there and our niggas aren't there. When we got there all the lights where on and there where cars parked in the driveway. I didn't recognize them so I don't care. I got out my car and got my key out for the door.

"Bitch, you almost killed us. You drunk as fuck and driving." Bree said. Getting out the car. I mugged her and unlocked the house door. Pshh I am an amazing drunk. I can handle myself. When we walked in to the house it was awkward as hell. Illianna's parents were here and my dad's parents were here. It looked like they where just having a fun time. The girls waved and went upstairs to my old room.

"Hola abuela." I said giving her a hug. She pulled back and covered her nose.

"Uhh uh. You smell like a bottle of vodka. The least you could have done is gotten me a bottle. You know I can still turn up." She said trying to flex. I started laughing and everyone else except for my dad. What crawled up his ass.

"Ok mami. Sit down. She don't need to be influenced more." He said. She took off one of her heels and threw it at him. He lucky he ducked. I love my abuela. She is so cool and she be trying to stay hip. She does a good job though.