"Why the fuck this nigga got us out here at almost two in the morning?" Trey complained taking the product out of the black SUV.
"Man does it matter? We getting paid either way. Stop complaining." Amontae stressed tucking his pistol inside of his jeans.
They were in the parking of a mansion getting ready to sell their costumer some cocaine.
"I'm just saying man, I was on FaceTime with some bad bitch too. She was about to show me her titties until this bald-headed nigga called. " Trey said making Amontae chuckle.
"Boy you a fool." Amontae said making sure Trey got all of the drugs out of the car.
Amontae and Trey pressed the doorbell button to the house.
A few seconds later a man came to the front door.
"Who is it?" He said with a nasty tone in his voice.
Trey smacked his lips
"How this nigga don't know he got crack on the way?" Trey said to himself.
"Special delivery!" Amontae said loudly.
"From?" The man replied.
Trey started to get irritated because he was tired of standing with bags of crack in his hands.
"It's from Ramses nigga! Open the door!" Trey yelled.
The front swung open and it was a fat, short, light skinned man. He had a scar on his face and tear drop tattoos by his eyes.
"Watch yo mouth little nigga." He warned Trey while looking at him.
He knew it was Trey trying to get bold because Trey had an angry expression on his face.
"Man whatever, get this shit so I can go" Trey said.
"Imma spare you this time. Y'all come on in." He said as moved out of the entrance.
"Look we didn't come to chill. We came to drop the stuff off an-"
"Shut up nigga!" Amontae said cutting Trey off.
Amontae started to get annoyed because of Trey's bad attitude.
The fat man chuckled at Amontae. He then grabbed a zip lock bag that had lots of money in it.
While the man was busy counting money, Trey noticed something. He seen five gold chains on a couch
Trey quietly grabbed one of them and stuffed it in his pocket. Amontae seen what Trey was doing, but he didn't say nothing.
Instead he elbowed him and gave him a "really nigga" facial expression. Trey didn't care because he was used to stealing things.
"Alright that should be $25,000." The man said turning around and handing Amontae the money.
Trey handed the man his drugs and the man snatched them from Trey. Trey didn't say anything because he had already stolen his chain and he was also ready to leave.
"Nice doing business with you." Amontae said while walking out with Trey right behind him.
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"Class this project will be due by next week. I also want it done on google slides." Mrs. Jones said handing out a white sheet of paper to each student.Amontae sighed as he read the paper: ''You and a partner(I will choose) will have to do a presentation slide about the negative and positive things of two of the following : social media, drug dealing, popularity, or abortion. The slides should be VERY detailed. This presentation is due next Friday."
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Cold War
Teen FictionAmontae Davis is the star basketball player at Lincoln High School. Everybody thinks he's got a lot going for himself, but he lives a double life..A dangerous life. Will he leave this life or will it be too late to leave? Read to find out.