"What you know about this?" The car dealer asked nodding his head to the Red Mustang.
I knew i wanted it and that i love the horse power of Mustangs.
"Nigga just lemme by the car ill pay in cash right now."
He leaned back crossing his arms over his chest looking me up and down.
"How you gunna pay for this car?"
"I have money , mula , cash." I slid the thirty one-thousands out my bra. I put it in his hand and he slid the keys out his pocket in shock.
I shook my head and climbed in starting it before he could ask me to do paper work I drove out the car lot.
. . .
I sighed closing my eyes as the breeze caught my hair blowing it back.
If I really wanted to I could drive away far from here and never let anything stop me from moving.
Right now im stuck looking for my sister and falling deeply in love. This would be easier if I wasn't on the run.
I sighed stretching.
I got money , somewhere to put it , a car and some work at home and this is just the start.
I took another breath and got back in the car driving to the mall.
I got a pair of combat boots and nike pro leggings with a black speedo and a black army jacket and a black sweater.
I stopped at at&t getting me a two way phone and a iPhone 5c just to get it. Once it was on i realized it was almost 12 im sitting here procrasinating.
I walked to the bathroom changing into the outfit i just bought putting the outfit i took off in my bag.
I left the mall throwing my bags in the back seat.
. . .
"Geo , Geo!" I said as he wrapped me in his arms picking me up.
"I havent seen you in a while baby girl." He said putting me down.
I laughed. "I know - I know but I wanted to know if I can get something from you..."
"Anything ."
"Well I need a sniper rifle with red dot sight , a license plate and an Mp7."
He looked at me rubbing his chin.
"Oh , for that job with Yayo. He told me you'd be coming by two months ago." He said laughing walking to the back.
"Hes pretty mad that Torres is still walking the streets after he almost killed my little sister after he raped her. Shit I am too but you know we aint wanna put no one else on the job cus your the only client that aint afraid of Torres. The others aint gonna admit it but you see they arent going to admit it you know? " He said as we walked down the hall to a grey door.
I nodded as he opened it. He gave me two duffle bags and gloves.
"I recommend you keep them on all night." He said as I put them on I nodded. He gave me a black hat with glasses.
"The hats just because I had it and it finishes the look and the glasses help you see better looking through the sniper."
"Alright - so i bring these back or..."
"Keep em - be careful Santana know LatinKings are behind you."
I nodded. "Thats good to know. " I mumbled walking to the door.
"I need yours and Yayos number." I handed him the iPhone.
"Nice phone - might snatch it."
"Yeah- right." I said back.
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Rigging The Game [Urban]
Teen FictionThis whole society is at war. With guns , for money , for food, for struggle , for life and understanding. The littlest things have way more meanings to it then they're thought to. Our whole government and lives are full of foreshadowing most don't...