~Porscha P.O.V.~
I had on a white cropped t-shirt that looked like a bandeau, with camoflauge joggers. I looked dope.
(Picture Of Porscha's Outfit To The Side.)
I went into Brooklyn's room to see her getting dressed. She had a camoflauge t-shirt that had the sides cut and was showing off her black training bra (sports bra) and her tattoo of a phrase on her shoulder. "Momma tried to raise a lady but daddy won. Daddy rose a lady who takes shit from no one." Is what her tattoo said. She had black and white tribal joggers with her Timberlands on. She put on her black and gold MK watch that Dre bought her. Yes! Dre ass bought her a MK watch after our 2nd year of high school. And she put in her pearl earrings. She put on her versace necklace and put in blue eye shadow.
She flat ironed her hair and put it in a high bun. She put on a small amount of smokey pink lip stick.
"Zayummmm gurlll. We looking cutee!!!" I said laughing. "Yo lets take a picture for the gram." Brooklyn said.
~Brooklyn P.O.V.~
I got my iPhone and took 4 pictures of me and Porscha and made it into a grid. I posted it on Instagram and put- "This Niggas Couldn't Handle Us If We Came With Instructions 😏😋" I said. We got in the car after turning everything off and getting our matching skates. We left and headed to Trell's house where we saw Dre, Kash, and Tyga.
"Hmmph Tyga here..." I whispered to Porscha. "I see him girl." She whispered back. "BESTFRIEND!!" I said yelling running to Trell. Yess, since Dre ass wanted to pull some shit like that I got his ass! I ran over to Trell and hugged him before going into the kitchen and pouring me a cup of Ciroc on some ice. I sat on the counter in front of him. He lead me into his back room. I hope yall don't think we finna get down, cause we not. And I hope yall don't think Im a hoe, me and Dre just been really close since the 6th grade, and I didn't lose my virginity with him. Me and Trell known each other since 7th when he transferred to my school. And we in the 12th grade. Do the math. When Dre didn't some stupid shit and I was mad at him, Trell had my back. He was a shoulder to cry on.
"Come on I need to find what shoes to put on." He said holdin me by my waist. "Of course bighead! Put on your Timberlands so we can match outfits." I said to him. "I kno I got a big HEAD." He said. "Yall boys these days." I said waiting on his slow ass. We walked out the room and back into the kitchen. "Hurry up its like 5:30, the crowd gets there at 6:00. I wanna beat the line." I told Trell. He put me on the counter top of the kitchen counter. "You know how I feel about you?" He told me standing in between my legs, looking me in my eyes. "We'll talk about this later, we're about to leave." I told him.
"Lets go yall!" Porscha yelled. "Who's driving?" Trell asked. "Oooo!! I wanna drive!!" I said tryna get my short ass to reach the keys in his hand. "Hell naww girl! You my bestfriend and shit but you ain't finna crash my Cadillac." He said laughin. I pouted and stuck out my bottom lip, he looked down at me and kissed my lips wrapping his hands round my waist and he pulled away sucking on my bottom lip. "I promise I won't crash." I told him as Dre walked out. Don't nobody give a fuck. "You sure?" He said. I nodded my head. "Alright come on, I'll sit in the front seat so you won't crash." He said I smiled and grabbed the keys and went outside to the truck. Dre came up and stood in front of me, "So you homie hoppin now." Dre said. "Dre gon, don't nobody give a fuck. You fucking wit Qveen cuz you wish she was me. You told her get like me but she can't. Gon wit det shit." I said turning away from him. He walked away and got into the 3rd row in the truck.
When we got in the truck I put on my seat belt and put the car in reverse. I reversed out the driveway and went around my car who was parked on the curb. I put the car and drive and sped off. "Oh so you can drive." Trell said. "Haha you got j-" I said but was cut off by Tyga rude ass. "Ayee Trell, Pooh gon be at da rink? You kno?" He asked. "Nahh ion kno." Trell said. "Wow, I thought I was just talking. I ain't kno it was polite to cut people off when they speakin." I said referring to Tyga. "Brooklyn gon now, ain't nobody got time." Tyga said. "Oh but you had time for that lap dance tho." I said referring to his comments during the lap dance.
