The Saint & The Sinner

CHAPTER 23

Armani

   I was up first, and I was ready. This has been my passion and dream since I was born. I'm ready to wow the crowd. My first outfit I had to change into was a two piece yellow set. It was a yellow high rise shirt, and long yellow pants that were kind of baggy due to my slim body. I had on a gold chocker, and they combed my hair out and put waves in it. I stood in front of the yellow background and gave them my best.

Armani Photo  🤘🚧

     "You've got it in you kid. Next character !" I ran back to the fitting room to change back into my regular clothes, and came back out to see everyone out of the shoot room.
     "You know where they went ?" I asked one of the photographers.
     "They're out on the room. Take the elevator, R1." I nodded and jogged to the elevator. Once I was on the room, I was blown away by Malaysia's performance.

Malaysia Photo 🤘🎥

     She was beautiful and killing it. I pulled my phone out and snapped a few myself. And she says modeling isn't her thing. It has just become. Once the lights stopped flashing, I clapped loudly, and the prettiest blush appeared on her face. I smiled and hugged her.
     "You are so pretty." I complimented her, but was interrupted by Mr. Elba clearing his throat. We both looked at him, and he folded his arms.
     "I never thought you two would nail it the first try. You both were outstanding. As a gentle caring man, your first two months are on me. Your first month is basically training, but the second month is putting in work. Seeing that you two basically already got it...I'll cut the training short and partially jump right into it." I was hyped right now, but I kept a poker face and played it cool.
     "Thank you so much. This was a great opportunity and experience today." I extended my hand and he shook it.
     "We shoot EVERYDAY. I work around your schedule to see what's the best time for you to come in. Days you can't come in, you better make it in. Now what time would be best for you both ?" I looked at Malaysia so we can both agree on a time.
     "We do have cheer and that ends at 6. So let's say 7 on weekdays and anytime on weekends." He rubbed his hands together nodding.
     "We shut down and leave at 10 so that's great. For the weekend let's say 2pm." We both nodded.
     "Okay now. I'll let you ladies go. See you all tomorrow." We waved and exited the building.

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DeAngelo

     After Mani left, I nudge Kai cuz' I seen that new nigga Maurice walking by. He got a lot of balls coming down to this school, this area. Ole boy should of stayed where he belongs; not down here. I'm not sure what he up to, but I'll find out soon. All I know is he betta' stay away from Armani. He looked over this way and I held me head up and Kai mugged him. He laughed and shook his head.
     "What's up with that nigga ?" I shrugged and rubbed my head.
     "Shit I don't know. Try to get Malaysia to talk to him or some shit." He sucked his teeth.
     "Nigga that's like asking Armani to cheat on you." That was the dumbest shit he could say right now.
     "That shit don't even go together. All you gotta do is tell her to become best friends or some shit with him. He'll eventually slip up and tell her some shit." A nigga may not stay focused in school but I'm hella smart.
     "I'll talk to her about it. She hardheaded as fuck but I'll see man." I nodded and dapped him up before walking off. I can't stay here the whole day of school. I get irritated and tired as fuck. I need to go make some money anyways.

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     I was out making a drop with Charles and Kai. Rule #1, never go alone; something can always go down at any moment. While I was making this drop, I decided to go in and ask Noesy a couple of questions. I dapped hands with the niggas I passed by.
     "Aye Nosey lemme holla at you !" I said throwing my head over this way. He approached the living room, and I slid him two backwoods stuffed with weed, and not that bullshit either.
     "Wassgood ?" I nodded and rubbed my facial hair.
     "That one rich Uptown nigga Maurice, what he doing down here ?" He thought for a minute and shrugged.
     "I ain't know that nigga was down here." I sucked my teeth and snatched my backwoods back.
     "Nigga yo name ain't Noesy for no damn reason. You know all the shit, now spill it." I slid him a backwoods and a dub.
     "Man word on street is he been down here for a couple weeks on a mission. I ain't sure what the mission is, but I'm not sure what the mission is. It sound serious though." I was pissed right now, but I nodded and patted his back.
     "Aight man. Lemme who what else you know. I'm tryna figure this shit out." He nodded and we dapped hands.
     "Aye nigga come on." That nigga Charles was on they couch with two ratchet bitches.

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     I pulled up, and the lights were on letting me know Armani was here. I locked the car, and went through the back door. All we blunts and shit was in the back and I needed one, especially after I gave Nosey my two rolled backwoods. I slid the door open, and I stepped on all types of glass. I looked up and I saw two picture frames broken and some red roster spilled on the floor and a glass cup. This shit hella weird, but I pulled my glock out and cocked it back. I aimed that shit right in front of me easing my way to where the noise was coming from. The noise led me to basement. I sighed, and saw a figure in the corner roaming for I don't know what. I shot at the wall, and whoever it was turned around screaming. It was a bitch by the scream, so I flicked the light on and it was Armani.