Magic

Chapter 10

Kirshnik 'Takeoff' Ball

Quavo wanted to work on music over the weekend but I had other things to do. I had to move this shit before my mama or one of my siblings found it in the house or in my car. I haven't been here in years but I had a ear to the street and it's easy to find what kind of product moves best in what area. It wasn't hard to get rid of most of it. Niggas in the neighborhood bought up most of it on Friday and Saturday morning I got the call I had been waiting for.

Some white kid was throwing a party and he wanted to get a bunch of shit for him and his friends. he gave me a address to this big ole house and when I got there it looked like the party and already started. I grabbed his shit and got out the car, the front door was open and people was walking in and out already so I just walked in. there was naked bitches and red cups everywhere, music and strobe lights all around. It looked like a damn nightclub in here.

"You Lavell's dude?" I turned around and to see this white kid sitting indian style on top of a coffee table rolling a blunt.

"You Gerald?" I asked him. he looked up at me and smiled.

"Gj, everybody calls me Gj."

"you got the money?" I asked him.

"straight down to business huh?" he said. he handed the blunt in his hands off to a girl that was sitting in a chair near him and got up off the table. He led me up the stairs and into a room that didn't have anybody in it. It was his parents room, I could tell from the pictures and the big Mr and Mrs. Signs over the bed.

He went into the dresser and grabbed a box. He reached inside and pulled out a handful of cash. "You parents know about all this?" I asked him. he looked at me and smiled.

"they might, but I really don't care if they do." He said smiling.

He gave me the money and I handed him the duffle bag. I always heard that white people like drugs but a thousand dollars worth for one party was some crazy shit. I counted everything really quick to make sure all of the money was here, but he didn't bother to check what was in the bag. That could have been anything I was giving him but a dude like this probably won't miss the money anyway.

After everything was done I walked out of the bedroom and headed for the door. we was only in there for five minutes but things were starting to get weird. On my way down the hallway I had to step over two girls fucking in the hallway and I was so busy watching that I wasn't paying attention to where I was going and got hit with a door.

"Oh shit, my bad dude." A white dude stumbled into the hallway eyes bloodshot red and barely open.

"you straight." He said. I looked over at him then into the room I had just come out of and saw something I wasn't expecting. Little skinny, I think his name was Jeremy or something, was in there snorting lines off a girl's stomach. now it was kind of dark and at first I thought I might have been tripping but then he stood up and I could see the same jersey I had seen Maggie wearing only difference is his was white.

She thinks that he's little Mr. perfect and look at him. just as fucked up as anyone else out here. i went straight outside and got into my car and left.

I thought I was gonna be finished with this shit but when I bought the money back to Lavell he just gave me two more big ass bags full of shit to move. I was about to open my mouth to speak but he threw his hand up and stopped me. "You done working when we say you done kid. Get the fuck outta here."

I grabbed the bags and I left. I just want this shit to be over, but it looks like it just started.