Get Like Me

Chapter 3

Nique Pullins.

 

Here I was back at this dusty store. No not Target, Walmart. But this time Bahja and Rayan are with me. I was better off alone. Why do I say this? Because these two fools are up here causing a scene over GTA 5. 

"What you mean Franklin the coldest player in GTA 5? It's obvious that Trevor is!" Ray argued with Bahja.

"Trevor? He's insane! Who would even think about calling TREVOR the coldest player in GTA?" Bahja scoffed. 

"Franklin ain't even a G though." Ray rolled his eyes.

"Guys why does it matter? it's just a stupid game." I sighed. 

"Just a game?" Ray looked appalled.

"Zonnique it matters because...it just matters okay!" Bahja said smartly. I shoved her playfully.

"Don't get smart with me." I smiled.

"Meanie pants." Bahja rubbed her arm. 

"I try my best." I cheesed like a five year old.

"We know." Ray said walking past me and throwing a bag of doritos into the cart. Bahja ran down the isle like a little toddler running down the street on halloween night. She came back with pop rocks. 

"Y'all remember these??" Bahja giggled. Ray snatched them and looked at them in glory. 

"Well then Rayan." Bahja frowned. 

"These are legendary!" Ray ignored Bahja's comment. 

"Are y'all getting them or what?" I began to push the buggy down the isle, grabbing a couple things along the way. 

"Yes!" They said in unison. I saw something fly past me and into the buggy. I looked back and Ray was hiding behind Bahja. 

"Do it again. I want you to. Them braids will be up your ass and out your nose in a jffy." I glared then turned around and began pushing the buggy again. I heard Bahja and Ray mumbling to each other. I continued to ignore them like Ray did Bahja earlier. As I was walking something slammed into me making me fall into their arms. It was Ray, holding me like we were in Beauty & The Beast and it was one of those cheesy scenes. 

"Watch where your going next time." I said looking deeply into Ray's brown eyes. He nodded but we kept the same position. 

"Okay its been ten minutes already. It's time to go home." Bahja pushed past us and began to push the buggy. Me and Ray looked at each other and smirked. 

"1..." Ray counted.

"2..." I counted with him.

"3!" Ray and I said in unison. Ray ran up behind Bahja, picking her up wedding style, and throwing her into the buggy. He hopped on the sides and I sprinted to the cart and began pushing it fastly. Bahja was kicking her legs, screaming, and the funniest part was her big eyes bulging out their sockets. Me and Ray were laughing out of this world while Bahja weeped. That's when I slowed down and we all took a breather.

"Are you okay Bee-u-tiful?" I smirked. She gave me an evil glance and struggled to get out the buggy. Once she finally got to her feet, she crossed her arms and still showed that evil glance. 

"Aw Beehive why you so mad?" I poked out my bottom lip. 

"Y'all bullied me." Bahja whispered. I tried to hug her but she elbowed me. I held onto my side as we continued shopping at Walmart. When we were all finished shopping we went along to the cash register. There was Daniel and the worst part about that was he was the only line open. I groaned an began pushing the buggy into his line. Bahja and Ray started to put the stuff on the belt.