ILWMH [DISCONTINUED]

Just Like Old Times

I combed my blonde pixie cut, before I applied some clear lip gloss. It was time for my job being a drive-in cashier at In-N-Out Burger. I slipped on the hideous uniform and put on my black and white adidas sneakers. Just before I could walk out the door, there was a knock.

"Hey, Shay Shay," Eric greeted as he invited himself in.

I smiled and said,"Wassup, Casual," calling him by his street name from way back.

"Wassup, Shanya. Where's the damn 8 ball at?," Eric asked raiding my refrigerator.

"Fuck 8 ball, where's the bitches," Dre questioned busting through my door.

"Damn! Can y'all niggas knock!?!," I screamed as Ren and Yella went through my door. These boys had the nerve walk back out, knock, then let themselves in. I huffed then sat down on the couch.

"Well damn, why are you wearing that hideous ass uniform for?," Dre asked.

"Oh, I was supposed to start work today at In-N-Out Burger, until y'all came in busting in, in peoples houses."

"In that case, let me get a Double-Double Burger, an order of French fries, and a large chocolate shake," Yella ordered.

I rolled my eyes,"Antoine, shut your butter looking ass up!"

"I need some fucking pussy man," Dre mentioned totally off topic. He started sizing me up and grinning.

"And so what? Don't fucking look at me!," I snapped.

"Chill baby, we all wanted to holla at you, but we didn't because we all know that you are Ren's girl," Dre blurted.

"I ain't tried to holla at her," Eric defended.

"Stop lying! Yella, didn't he say he wouldn't mind hitting it when Ren was in the booth recording," Dre snitched.

Ren immediately snapped his neck to Eric's direction. My eyes widened at this information.

"Ren, you know I wouldn't try that girl that you like," Eric confessed.

"Why you had to say that in front of Shanya, man," Ren asked smiling.

I was blushing due to the fact that they were spilling so much tea. Little does he know I like him too.

"I mean, you did say that you was feeling her," Yella admitted. I went to the kitchen, grabbed the Old Enghish 800, and passed it to Eazy.

"Man, shut up! I ain't say that!," he denied.

"Yes you did!!," they yelled back.

"Okay! Okay! All of y'all can shut the hell up!," I screamed over everyone.

They all quieted down and stared at each other.

"Damn, Shay Shay, you grew some balls," Ren finally spoke up.

"Of course, my dad is Prince. I will always say what is on my mind."

I smiled as we stared into each other's eyes. He winked at me and I felt butterflies in my stomach.

"Lorenzo Patterson, if you don't stop being a punk and holla at her, I will," Yella said agitated.

When the 40 oz. was passed to me I took a giant swig. "Mhm, that shit was smooth," I grunted.

"Yella, shut your quiet ass up. Anyway, like he said, stop being a bitch," Eric said taking another sip and passing it to Dre.

"You know what, I got something to let all the secrets come out," Eric continued as he pulled out some bud and papers.

Ren waved him off and continued talking to me. "Oh yeah, I wanted to invite you to that Wild n' Wet Pool Party on Saturday. You can take your little friends too, if you want," he suggested.

"Yeah, he wants to see you in that sexy ass body of yours," Dre commented as he licked his lips.

"Dre shut the fuck up, you really need to ease the hell up!," Ren finally snapped. Dre started sizing Ren up before Ren stood up.

Eazy started laughing as Yella had an astonished look on his face.

"Oh fuck, I spilled my damn beer," Dre cursed. Andre started laughing before the whole room eventually busted out laughing.

It was hype. I was glad that we could hang out just like old times.