Chapter 8

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Tytianna in the mm

Tytianna P.O.V

"Dayumm that truck is dope."

"I know it is cause ya boy," pointing at himself. "Hooked the truck up and designed everything."

"Ooooo do you think you could hook mine up?" I said sounding extra happy while hitting him on his shoulders.

"Damn ma you a little too excited there aren't you?"

"Yea I am the hook up is tight though and I'll pay you."

"Aight ma, but you gotta know that this stuff ain't cheap."

"Aight how much will it be if you put chrome, new new rims, leather seats that had my name on them, a new bumper, four tv's, an Xbox 360, neon lights, blue lights coming for the inside, change the doors to where the doors goes up, put my name across the drivers side that spells Tytianna Jones in cursive in white, and you put any designs on the truck, oh and have tinted windows?" Everyone was just looking at me like I was crazy.

"You want all that done to your truck? Like all of it?"

"No to my camero I want something else don to my truck. What? You thought I was lying to you?"

"Yea, pretty much." I looked at him and dust his shoulders off.

"You're not off the hook. I'm not letting you off the hook that easy."

"Dammit well I tried."

"Yea, but it didn't work so you are stuck with me."

"Dammit," I looked up at him so fast then I hit him on the arm so hard that he rubbed his hand over his arm.

"I was just playing ma."

"You betta be big head."

"Aye watch out now."

"Anyway, are you gonna hook up my truck or what?"

"Yea I will."

"How much?"

"It depends."

"Aight."

"I will hook it up then afterwards I will give you an amount."

"Alrighty that sounds good to me when do you wanna start?"

"Tomorrow around 12."

"That'll work, but before you start doing all of that we gotta buy my cars I want, you heard?

"Lets go then," all of a sudden he starts laughing.

"What's so funny?"

"You sound gangsta ma."

"Well ya know," I said while smiling and popping my collar.

"You from New Orleans?"

"Yea, how you know?"

"Yo accent ma that is how I know New Orleans."

"Aye watch out, anyway. Can we go and get a dealer."

"I gotchu ma," he left and went to this white male dealer. And let me tell you, he looks so fuckin' right. For real he looks like he's in his early twenties. He is tall, skinny, his hair is unbelievable. This is unacceptable I can't be blushing for this dude, but then again... I'm single. Boy life is great when you're single. Man what is taking him so long I'm ready to go I am super hungry and I have to cook for my brothers and my sister. So I started tapping my feet impatiently, then they finally came over to where me and the rest of the guys were.

"Well it's about time yal finally got yals asses over here." I looked at Trent giving him the evil eye. Then he shrug his shoulders to show he's innocent.

"Aye now you see what I mean don't you?" He gave the dealer a hit to the arm and started laughing. What does that suppose to mean cause it's pissing me off again.

"Yea know what? I don't need you anymore nor your homie dealer over here." I turned my head towards the sexy dealer then back to Trent. "Oh and one more thing, you don't have to hook up my damn cars anymore you ass." Then I gave him a huge smile and a wave. He looked at me then laughed. I nodded my head and started walking off.

"Aye Ty I was only messing with you. I was just proving ole boy over here a point." I turned around and walked up to him. So I'm literally on him.

"And what point is that?" I just stared at him. I didn't even make a sound at all.

"That girls, especially you. Gets cranky when they get hungry and very impatient." What the hell? Okay maybe he's right.

"Oh okay then." I took two steps back from him.

"What? You mad ma?" What? Me mad? No.

"No not all, now could we get going I'm so freaking hungry." I'm about to die.

"Aight ma calm down now. You will get to eat soon." Well then lets make this quick so I can then, shit, damn I'm hungry.

"Well lets go then." I walked off to the first car I am going to get. I'm so happy happy.

"Okay ma you can stop skipping all that ain't even called for shawty." How would he know? He has been showing his ass out the longest. And anybody could agree with me.

"Look her boy I am ready to get my babies."

"Ight, but look here. Stop being so over excited."

"Nigga I'm just hungry and thirsty ya know?" I asked him while looking at my car I'm getting.

"I know you thirsty, but damn you ain't gots to cast it out loud." He burst out laughing, then I punched him so hard that my knuckles hurt.

"I hope that just too." I said while mean mugging him.

"It didn't, but I know it hurts your knuckles though." He looked down and pointed at them. I looked down and I was bleeding. Then he started laughing too hard. I looked at him with my death stare.

"That's funny to you, uh?"

"Yea pretty much." He started laughing again. I don't find this funny at all what so ever.

"Ight then," I grabbed the sexy dealers arms and took him to the cars I wanted and I bought them all including the car Asia wanted.

Well this is a little something for now I have more coming soon just be patient.

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