Briana

Chapter 4

I love the way you keep them heels on,

hair aint yours

but it's paid for and its real long

show them tattoos when you switch it up with your Jays on

and you got a ass so fat

that i can't help but feel on

August Alsina's Ghetto vibrated loudly from my phone. Irritated, I searched through my covers for my phone.

"What Darren?"

"You getting ready?"

"It's only 3! My alarm hasnt gone off yet, leave me alone."

"Cranky ass, don't forget we needa be in line at 4:30" I hung up.

When my alarm went off I started second guessing, my bed felt so good. I didnt want to stand in line but I really wanted the Gamma Blue 11s. I let out an annoyed sigh and got out of bed.

I walked into Waynes room, still wrapped in my blanket. I turned on the light.

"Stop playing Briana! Turn that shit off." He pulled his blanket farther over his head.

"Get up, we need to get ready to go."

"I'm not going."

"Cmon, I don't wanna go either. I know you want the shoes though, so get your lazy ass up."

"My money is on my dresser, you know what size I wear."

"Wayne really!? I don't wanna just go with them!"

"Chanel is your girl, you and Darren are cool. You better get the right size."

"Wayne really?"

"Close my door Briana."

I grabbed the money off his dresser, when I walked out his room I heard him yelling for me to turn off his light. I rolled my eyes and turned on my shower.

I put my naturally curly hair into a messy bun, then washed my face and put on chapstick. I wore a hoodie with a tanktop underneith, leggings and my Jordan slides. When I called Darren he told me they were already outside.

"Took you long enough, where's Wayne?"

"Well goodmorning you assholes, he didnt wanna get up."

"Chanel didn't wanna come either." Maurice pulled off and started towards the mall.

Great, now I was stuck with these two. Darren was cool but I don't really like Maurice. I texted Wayne, telling him how big of an asshole he was and how much I hated him.

I woke up to Darren shaking me, I had fallen asleep in the backseat of Maurices car.

"It's your turn to stand in line."

"Huh?"

"Maurice and I waited in line already, switch with Maurice, we're gonna get Mcdonalds, what you want?"

"Y'all just gonna leave me here?"

"We're coming back, what do you want?"

I told him what I wanted then he pointed me towards Maurice. I walked over to where he was standing in line, he wore Ralph Lauren Polo pajama pants, a black hoodie with his hood on and hands shoved in his pockets, and a mug. He nodded at me and walked to the car.

I was standing in line for a while, looking triffe as hell and freezing my ass off, when I remembered something great. I pulled out my phone and texted Tyrell. My phone buzzed with an automatic reply, I read it and walked to the very front of the line.