LAX Airport Los Angeles, California 📍
Ace
I awoke to the sound of the plane landing on the runway. I looked out the window to see the sun rising. This was the longest plane ride, not to mention my first plane ride. I had my niggas Meek, Mel and Jay with me. It was only right.
Ya'll don't know how it feels as a young nigga from the hood dropping out of college, to producing beats and touring with one of the hottest rappers out of New York right now. Shit is surreal.
I felt the plane come to a complete stop as the other passengers started to get ready to leave plane. I nudged Meek who was slumped next to me. He opened his eyes for a split second and closed them again.
"Meek. Wake up nigga" I shoved his shoulder. I heard him groan, then sucking his teeth.
"Fine stay your dumb ass on the plane then" I unhooked my seat belt. I looked over at Mel and Jay who was awake and getting themselves together.
I stood up and looked down at Meek who finally woke up. I tried to hide my laugh but couldn't help it.
"You a ugly nigga in the morning" I laughed as I grabbed my Nike duffel bag from the overhead compartment.
"Nigga fuck you" Meek softly laughed as he finally stood up and stretched.
The stewardess directed us off the plane, leading us into the terminal. You can look at us and tell we weren't from Cali.
My niggas and I sported all white and gold Adidas track suits with matching sneakers. We walked in sync down the terminal. The fucked-up shit is I still ain't have my Cuban Link chain to really set my fit off.. Yeah I'm still stuck on that.
We retrieved our bags from baggage claim and made our way to the main area of the airport. I observed my surroundings. I see different restaurants around me; McDonalds, Wendy's, Starbucks and a variety of different eatery's and gift shops around.
We found a table to sit at, placing our luggage on the side of us.
"Yo what time Rakim said he gonna meet us" Mel said, looking over his shoulder.
Mel was my cousin. Real young fly nigga but his temper is crazy. Shoot firs, never ask questions later type of cat. I looked at my beeper. 7:45 am
"He'll be here at 8 man we still got some time. 15 minutes" I put my beeper in my pocket and then rubbed my eyes. Meek and Jay got up and walked to McDonalds.
Me and Mel sat at the table. I continued to look around scanning the crowd of people in the airport. "Yo Ace" Mel said while fixing his three finger ring that said "Mel"
I turned back to him. "Yea man" I folded my hands and shook my leg a little waiting for him to respond.
"Yo not to be on no corny shit but good lookin on takin us with you man" He put his hand up to his face as he leaned his elbow on the table and looking away from me. "Niggas never been out the hood let alone another coast, good lookin forreal my G"
I smirked a little and reached out my hand to dap him. Mel smirked too, letting out a chuckle before returning the same love. " its all love baby" I smiled hard.
"Fuck yall talking about?" Meek strolled over with a mouth full of food. I scrunched my face up.
"Fuck is that you eating?" I asked, frowning my face up. Me and Mel exchanged a look of disgust. Meek smirked and chewed.
"Hashbrown nigga" he sat down and began looking through his Mcdonalds bag and took out four sandwiches. He slid two bacon egg and cheese biscuits over to me. "Here"

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