Hold on Tight (Kendrick Lamar, August Alsina, MB Fan Fiction)

Chapter 3

Oh, oh, luxury

Chidi-ching-ching, could buy anything, cop that

Oh, oh, collard greens

Three degress low, make it hot for me, drop that

Oh, oh, down with the shit

King shit, smoke this, get down with the shit, aye

Oh, oh, down with the shit

This, that, pop this down with the shit

Smoke this, drink this, straight to my liver

Watch this, no tick, yea, I'm the nigga

** Schoolboy Q ft Kendrick Lamar - Collard Greens**

~ Roc's POV ~

*aye nigga. wake up. AYE! WAKE UP! NIGGA WAKE YO ASS UP! WAK-*

I rolled over and saw that I had 17 unread messages, but one stuck out though from the rest. I saw that I got a message from Taylor.

Aweeeee, baby. Thank you for the letter that you left in front of my door, I love you too.

What is she talking about? I didn't leave any letter at her door, oh well... must've been some kind of mistake.

~ Taylor's POV~

"bye mom. bye Isaiah." I said closing the door leaving my house. I looked down at my phone and saw that someone from an unknown number was calling me.

'Hello?'

'........'

' hello?!?! Anyone there?'

'aye!!!'

'hello?!?!' I said, getting even more frustrated, trying to figure out who it was calling me

- click -

' that's weird. who the hell was that calling me?' 

I walked outside my building and it was raining hard, couldn't even see anything walking down  the block. After almost 45 minutes I finally got to school, and when I got to my locker I found a note on my locker.

Meet me in the library after 6th period

I quickly snatched the note off of my locker, and headed towards the library. On my way there I bumped into Chresanto.

'hey babe, where you going? Class is this way.' he said putting his hand around my waist

'um..I have to get a book from the library for my next class. Oh and thanks for the nice letter you left me on my door step the other day' I said while giving him a little peck on the cheek.

'oh..um... yea I meant to talk to you about that. I didn't leave any letter on your door step...'

'what do you mean you didn't leave any letter on my doorstep..?'

'I didn't leave you any letter on your door step..that wasn't me, that must've been someone else' 

'okay, well I'll talk to you later then...I guess' I said walking away feeling foolish