Me, Monet and the guys were just chilling. At one point, Me and Monet left to the bathroom. She caught me as we were coming out.
"Aye!" She smiled devilishly. "I got a question, Outta all the guys you met, My guys, Who's yo' favorite? Who appeals to you the most?"-She asked. I hesitated, I really shouldn't be acknowledging anybody else when I have a boyfriend back home.
" Don't answer, I know. It's youngboy, You want me t'throw you an oop?"She asked.
"No! I uh, I got somebody"-
" Oh, You got you a lil' thang Hm?"She seemed almost doubtful of my words. I nodded yes. And that was the end of it, I thought.
"Aye Monet!" Somebody's voice caught her attention. We both turned to see two girls
And two guys slowly approach. Monet's whole mood changed. She wasn't scared, She was mad... "Did you need something from me?" She asked, Smiling devilishly. Monet didn't respond. "You was all talk on'a phone, Wassup?"-
" It's whatever"Monet finally spoke.
"Let's see what it is" The girl provoked.
Within seconds, They were fighting. Monet had the upper hand of course. I didn't really know what to do. I don't know these people. I didn't really have time to think as the other girl stepped up like she was going to do something. I matched her step. She looked at me, Like I said, I don't know these people, But I wasn't going to let Monet get jumped.
I'm not a big fighter, But I do what I have to. Before I knew it, Me and that girl were fighting. She was grabbing and pulling my hair more than anything, But I wasn't fazed. I did better than I thought I would, Considering my last fight was right before we moved, With DeMarco's ex girlfriend.
The fight didn't last that long, Me and Monet had to be pulled away because people were calling the cops. Me, Monet, Ben and Youngboy all escaped quickly, Evading the twelves.
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Monet had literally said nothing to me. She was quiet. We went to somebody's house, Into the basement, I recognized it vaguely.
"Why'd you do'at back'ere?" She finally spoke up as we sat together, Alone.
"I wasn't gonna let you just get jumped." I said obviously.
"Welcome to the family" She smiled, Sticking out her hand for me to shake it. I did so, Smiling as well, She brought me into a hug, Officiating our friendship.
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Never Broke Again
FanfictionJaila Smith is a normal sixteen year old girl, Sort of. She hasn't exactly had the easiest life, But like everybody, She has a story. And that story is the reason she is the way she is, It's also what brings her to Baton Rouge, Louisiana.
