Bri: Hey Prince right?
Prince: (mouth drops) Damn girl.
Bri: (laughs) Am I that ugly?
Prince: Not at all.. not at all.
Bri: Thanks I try my best. So this is where you deal.
Prince: Aye keep ya voice down and yes.
Bri: Oh I'm sorry I don't know code words or anything like that so...
Prince: Come to my car we can talk there.
Both of them walk towards Prince's car. Kilo and Qrew also can't believe how gorgeous Bri is. They stare in silence.
Bri: Wow your car is nice... I like this.
Prince: (stares at Bri)
Prince POV
Oh my gosh. She is freakin hot. I don't know what to say to her man. She ain't from round here but I can deal with that. Thank you God. I feel so blessed.
Bri: Hey (waves) is everything ok?
Prince: Oh yea sorry I just ...
Bri: It's ok I get those types of stares a lot.
Prince: (laughs) So what do you need my help with?
Bri: Don't laughs at me but ... I want to get in the game too.
Prince: What the hell. No! You are way to pretty for this type of life. You wanna get shot?
Bri: Thanks for the support... (says sarcastically) but I'm tired of being the "rich mans" daughter I want to do something different with my life you know.
Prince: Ok so why me and how did you get my number.
Bri: I choose you because your pretty popular Prince. Like almost everybody knows something about you. But the way I got your number is classified information. (laughing)
Prince: Really I'm that popular? (Smirking)
Bri: Yea. You've heard of Kieth street right?
Prince: Of course.
Bri: Well I meet this guy name Chevy and he told me who you were. And he told me I could make my first drop but I had to get the stuff from you.
Prince POV
Damn.. I forgot to call Chevy about Boo!!!
Prince: Wtf?? Chevy told you to see me??
Bri: Yea. Something wrong?
Prince: He didn't call me or nothing and to be honest I don't have enough tops for that anyway.
Bri: Well are tops called crank too??
Prince: Crank! God no!
Bri: Oh well Chevy said I get crank from you and take it to 2904. But what is crank any way? Is it just cocanie?
Prince: (laughs hard) Hell nah girl that's Meth. But I can't believe Chevy dealing with white folks now.
Bri: How you know?
Prince: 2904 that the East side where them big houses are.
Bri: So like Churchville?
Prince: Yea you stay over there?
Bri: Yea with my dad.
Prince: Well that probably why he told you crank instead of tops. 12 never be over there cuz they think if you live in a big house ain't nobdrugs!
Bri: Lol! Really that's odd. I think you should call Chevy.
Prince: I will hold up (starts dialing)
Chevy: What P
Prince: Crank really?
Chevy: Oh yea home girl found you yet?
Prince: Yea she sitting right here. But I don't have crank none of us do.
Chevy: Yes y'all do it's in ya store, 7th isle 2nd shelf from then bottom and buy the 4th box of LCs.
Prince: Damn ok. So we supposed to do the drop now?
Chevy: Yea this one gone be easy it's them white folks P.
Prince: Alright.
Chevy: Yea and bring the money to me when you done. Bye!
End of phone call
Prince: Stay here I gotta get some stuff from the store ok.
Bri: Alright we gone make the drop when you get back right?
Prince: Yea.
Prince leaves his car and walks towards the store.
Bri: (fixes wire under her clothes) next location Churchville house number 2904.
FBI agent 1: Copy that.
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The poison
Teen FictionLiving in Chicago is not all that perfect. Prince better known as P is in love with the Money and the Game but he also has a love life. Every day Prince starts to drown in his own poison and has no way to get out...maybe he'll find an ending to the...
