~ Santana ~
Its now the next morning. I woke up to my phone ringing extra loud. The fuck? Who calls this early ? I Look at the time , 7 a.m. -.- Bitches. Then I pick up my phone and answer it, not really sure who it was because I didn't bother to look at the screen. "Hello?" I say. "Aye FAM. Where ya at? You just stay out all night and not tell a nigga where you be ?!" It was Noodles on my ass like she was my bitch. Smh. "Aye chill out. Im with my girl at a hotel. Nigga we aint got shit to do anyways. Its Tuesday" I said with a loud whisper. For a minute she was quiet but then she started talking again. "Yeah, Yeah. I just thought you was coming home last night". She said faintly. "What was that?" I say. Not really sure if I had heard her right the first time. "Nothing yo", she said before hanging up. I just looked at the phone then dropped it down on the night stand next to me. I will never understand her. She been around since diapers though. I known her longer than Nisha Jay, who for now I'm calling Jay. Jay been rocking since I was 12. I met her while on the run at my first encounter with Dontae's people. She helped me make it out, and from there on out it was Jay, Santana, and Noodles. No one could ever break what we had. By the time I was 15 I was Cali's first official drug lord. That was never my intention, but I guess I was just too good at what I do. Noodles on the other hand got her name because she fits in anything and is able to adjust her body to whatever she's in. Kind of like a noodle they fit in anything and bend or twirl in All different ways. That's how she got her name. Noodles real name is Lacie, but I prefer Noodles. Before Ashanti came along, me and Noodles had a thing going. I couldn't exactly say it was a relationship, but we never talked to other people and flirted. I guess for a while it was a committed friendship. Meaning neither one of us date anyone else or anything, but yet we weren't together. Chris Brown shrug. Its complicated.
Anyways ...
After that aggravating phone call I decided to get up and take a shower while Ash still slept. When I got out I got fitted in black skinny jeans, a sky blue aero shirt, some galaxy vans, a few bracelets and a gold chain. My hair was short and in a curly bob. Shortly after that I grabbed a room key, my phone, my money, and car keys then left. She won't mind.
45 Minutes later ....
I just left an all women's and girls store finding Ashanti a new outfit with the matching shoes, a purse, and jewelry. I hope she likes this stuff. As I was heading back to the hotel I called in and made an order of breakfast in bed for Ash. She'll be happy. Or at least she better be.
I whip into the hotel parking lot, park the car and whatnot then head to the room. As I walked in she was finally waking all the way up and realizing what she all had. She had that famous kool-aid smile on her face, which made me. Smile. "Goodmornin lil ugly". I said to her with a low chuckle. She continued to smile. "Morning". She said quickly before stuffing her mouth with pancakes. I laughed. Her fat Ass. "I got you some stuff", I say while placing a big bag, a little bag, and a shoebox at the end of the bed. She looked at it then at me. "Ohhh! WHAT IS IT?!" She squealed. I took the outfit out the bag and showed her. It was a fluffy thin two layered sky blue tank type shirt, black ripped skinny jeans, and galaxy vans. She matched me, but more Girlier. I got her some arm bands, a diamond necklace, and a sky blue Louie purse. Her face brightened. "OMG OMG OMG!!" She yelled. "I'm gonna match my boo". She said. I laughed. "Yeah, but I'll always look better", I joked. She scoffed and rolled her eyes. "Yeah, who lied to you?" She asked. I looked at her with a 'you know damn well ain't no one lied to me' look . She shrugged and started stuffing her face again. For her to be so skinny and pretty she eats like a damn truck driver. Aha. Only me.
For a minute I sit and text Noodles. By the way she talks to me. I kind of think she still has a thing for me. Don't get me wrong, Noodles is gorgeous, and when I say I gorgeous I mean gorgeous. She be pimpin' hoes. And she has SO many of them its redonk. My short term for redonkulous. [Ridiculous; in other terms]. But I just can't see us dating right now. We have a lot in common and all, but I just don't see it right now. But if it happens, it does. And I wouldn't regret it. Right now its me and Ashanti.
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