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Tremaine walked the courts of South Side Projects, he wasn't from there but his best-friends would play basket ball all day at court when he was a teen. Every Friday the court was packed open, a concession stand that sold candy, hot dogs, burgers, chips, etc. Teenage girls walking around like their outfit wasn't finished yet while the young wannabe thugs chased after them. Tremaine had his shirt off displaying all his neat tattoos, while the young girls drooled over him. Tremaine noticed a group of girls make their way over to him, and the girl he couldn't stand the most...Lala, she chased after Tremaine like he was on the run.
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"Hey Trey." Lala said as she sucked on the tootsie pop she bought earlier.
"Wassup Lala."Tremaine said dryly.
In South Side he was known to be King Trey, a side of him his fiance did not know about at all and he planned on keeping it that way.
"So I heard that you getting married and shit." Lala said while she eyed Tremaine.
"Yeah, I am." Tremaine said.
Lala was about continue until India walked over shaking her head at the scene looking at Tremaine who was bothered by Lala's presence.
"Now Lala what chu' out here flirting with a grown man for?" India said shaking her head once more.
"Shut up India, whatever I do ain't nun of yo' business." Lala snapped at she turned back to Tremaine.
"You my big cousin, whatever you do is my business." India replied.
Lala rolled her eyes at India's comment,she nodded to her friends signaling she wanted to leave, her little cousin had now officially killed her vibe for the day.
"You welcome." India simply said before she was about to walk away.
"Hol' up where you going." Tremaine said, he didn't want her to leave he at least wanted to have a little chat with her.
