Oakland's Baddest: Chapter 13
~The Next Day~
I woke up in bed but Marco wouldn't shut the fuck up with his snoring.
"Marco! Shut up!" I yelled as I threw a pillow at him. I can't wait to get out of this apartment. I loved it and all but sharing a room with Marco was just too fucking much for my liking.
"Varo knock it off" he yawned "what time is it?" He sat up and his hair was outta line. Ha, he can't even look fresh throughout the night. What a slacker.
"I think its like 9?" I looked over at the alarm clock and the numbers 8:54 mocked me.
"What are you doin today Varo? Amuse me" he laughed
"You know what, I think I'm gonna just lay low today. I don't feel like yelling or getting into some fight with some kid. Unless I see Rico. If I see his ass, then Imma kill him." I think I needed a break from all the street shit, don't y'all think?
"You're gonna actually lay low?" He rose an eyebrow in astonishment
"Yup." I got out of bed and changed into a pair of black shorts, a wife beater, ankle socks, vans, and a snapback. I went to our closet and pulled out a lounge chair we kept stashed.
"Where you goin with that?" Marco asked
"Imma park it on the street and see what'll go down from there." I dragged the chair behind me as I walked out of my room and out of the house.
I set up the chair in the middle of the road and sat there.
I know.
Why sit in the middle of the road? Because why not. That's why.
I got about 3/4 down the block near Lexis' house and that's where I set up the chair. I put on my shades and took a seat just waiting.
~A Few Minutes Later~
"Get out of the road!" Some nigga yelled from his car
"Go the fuck around. I don't got an orbit so you won't get stuck!" I yelled back. This nigga thinks I'm gonna move? Hell no.
Then he started honking his horn at me and that was annoying as fuck.
~20 Minutes Later~
"Varo! Where the fuck you get a car?!" Arlie yelled as I rolled up to his house. Now the guy isn't dead so don't worry, but his car was sick!
"Some nigga wanted to honk his horn. Y'all know I hate when people do that." I cut off the engine and hopped out.
"Where's the guy?" He asked still in shock
"I left him on the sidewalk. Look at the rims Arlie!" They were those spinning rims
"Varo. What the actual fuck." He still hadn't taken his eyes off the car. "You can't just-"
"I can cause I'm me. I liked the car, the nigga was irritating-"
"That doesn't give you the right to knock him out and-" at this point Lexis came walking up.
"What are you two fighting about?" He asked as he dapped me. "Where the car come from?"
"Varo." Arlie spat. He's just sour cause he didn't hijack the car himself.
"What he do?" Lexis laughed as he looked over at me.
"Call it hijack nigga!" I laughed. Then Marco came walking up. Ah shit. "Nah Marco, leave. This is true G shit." I rolled my eyes in complete annoyance. He has his friends to go hang with, he needa just leave me and my crew alone.
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Oakland's Baddest
Teen FictionThis is the early child hood of the infamous Varo from the "Thug Love" Series. Go through the flashback of his childhood and how he proved to be; Oakland's Baddest