Undercover

10. JAMILA + MAYA

Maya's P.O.V.

Saturday
12:00 P.M.

I grabbed my towel off my bed along with my duffle bag which had my changing clothes in it as I went into my bathroom across the hall to put my hair in a bun.

I wasn't even dressed so I went back across the hall and heard a big ass groaning sound coming from the hallway. I stepped back out seeing Nia looking stank.

"Nigga go put some clothes on we ain't tryna see all yo goodies."

"Nia please, you forget we used to bathe together as kids. So shut that shit up."

She shook her head going into the kitchen as I went into my room to get dressed. Me and Nia been friends forever, her dad passed away when we were like twelve so when I moved here to the ATL she came tagging along not wanting to stay.

So technically we sisters you could say, I mean we act like it and she stays over here twenty-four seven. We always forget she stay with her cousin Myles, but my auntie loves her enough to let her co-live here.

I slipped on my Supreme tank top and some black swimming trunks sliding on my Nike's. The party started at twelve forty-five, but we on CP time so you know how that goes.

I grabbed my bag heading down the hall to the kitchen to see Nia grabbing a can of Fanta from the fridge.

"You ready?"

I shrugged. "I guess."

"Mhm, well look, you talked to Mila?"

"Yeah. We good now, which reminds me, pass me the basketball from the closet."

She frowned up at me looking confused. "So, Mila makes you think of basketball?"

"No," I laughed, "we doing a one on one at the court before going to the pool party."

"Oh. Logical." She went into my room while I grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge downing it in seconds.

Nia came into the living room and threw the ball in my duffle bag. "All set."

"Who's car?"

"Myles may be taking me back home afterward so that's possibly my ride home. So Ryan, me, and you in your car. Adri, Mila, and Dakota are riding together so yeah."

"Ight. Let's get going before all the parking spots are gone."

"No doubt, leh' do it."

We grabbed our bags heading to my car putting them in the trunk. I slipped into the car blasting No Love by Moneybagg Yo as I drove off.

"So how was the ride back with Mila?"

I turned the radio down driving down the street hitting a red light. "Crazy, she's very truthful when she's drunk."

"Shit, what'd she say?"

"She called me fine, tried to fuck, and was reciting Fat Albert."

We started laughing. "Dead ass? Damn, she's not used to liquor I see."

"Shit that isn't nothing. She woke up in the middle of the night trying to crip walk through the living room and I had to beg her to lay down."

Nia was rolling and I shook my head, Mila doesn't need to drink again, ever.

"Yo what the hell." She started cracking up laying back. "She wildin'."

"Yeah, but she went to sleep. Eventually."

I turned my music back up some and we drove the rest of the ride until we picked up Ryan.

Jamila's P.O.V.