CoryxKenshin: Samurai Dreaming *finished*

1•Taxi•

"Hey, Giselle! Hurry up, I'm about to leave!"

"You realize that I'm in the taxi, right?"

I hung up my phone and waited for Hema to hurry up. She brings out a red suitcase and locks the door once she leaves the house. Yes. We share a house. I opened the left door in the taxi and helped her with her heavy-ish suitcase. "Girl what you pack in this? Dictionaries?" I asked her. She gave me that 'oh crap how did you know' face she always does. I smiled, shook my head and threw her suitcase in the trunk because...well who the freak cares about dictionaries?

She closed the trunk and went in the taxi before I did. She liked the left side more than I did so I didn't argue over it. I opened the door on the right side of the taxi, sat down and accidentally slammed the door. "Watch it, would ya'?!" The taxi driver's face was dark red. Redder than period blood. I could tell that the taxi driver was fed up with waiting and now he has another reason to be mad.

"It was an accident. I didn't want my foot to get stuck bewtwe-"

"SHUT UP AND DRIVE YOU MÛRHA DAÇABYÃGA (Translation: Stupid Douchebag)!!!"

Hema happily but angrily cut me off by speaking in Bengali. I was just proudly watching her curse out the taxi driver. After all, she did learn from the best!

I quietly whispered "Eat him up, Hemmy. Eat him up!"

The taxi driver was scared now and he started driving immediately after Hema finished her outburst. She looked at me and I smiled and nodded in extreme approval. She high-fived me while we watched the taxi driver sweat like a madman out of fear.

A few minutes later, we got bored so I pulled out my vlog camera cause' why not. I gotta give my Cøøkie Gang something special. I clicked it on and said

"Ayo, what's good Cøøkie Gang? It's Cøøkie girl, and I'm with the beast, Hemmity Hem Hemmm!! She doesn't like that name but oh well. Hemmy, say hey to the Cøøkie Gang."

She gives the camera our little head flick we do when we see each other and a thumbs up.

"We're on our way to the JFK Airport cause' we going to PAX, ayee! Yuh we going to PAX." I started a freestyle.

"Aye, yuh we eating some ass." Hema continued.

"Aye, yuh we not eating that."  I replied.

"Aye, yuh my middle name shaq."

"Aye, yuh you smelling like crap."

"Aye, yuh I'll shoot at ya back."

"Aye, yuh I'm counting up racks."

"Aye, yuh this freestyle wack." The driver spoke, tying to butt in our freestyle.

"Bitch is you really tryna get shmacked right now? Shut up and drive cuz ain't  nobody asked you for ya wack ass uber car. Fuck outta here." Hema said. She was talking like a whole black girl from New York, it was funny.

I press the pause button on my camera until we got into the airport. That's when I had to put it in my suitcase. And if you're wondering about the taxi driver, he was so scared, he let us ride for free! Ahh. The sweet sensation of not needing to give people money. Some security guards came and we got body checked with that black stick lmao what was you thinking when I said black stick lol of theirs and put our suitcases in the metal detector thing for objects. After all the 'plane initiation' thing was over, we had to wait for about half an hour until they called our flight.