Calvin
I sat back in my whip and vibes to my music. I usually didn't like smoking in my car unless I really needed it but I didn't feel like waiting until I got home so I sat outside of Chris house waiting for his black ass to come out. After ten more minutes I went and banged on this nigga door. "Bro, why the fuck you tryna beat my shit in like you 12?!" he swung the door open. "Because yo dumbass was been supposed to be outside, that's why." I snapped back. He was finna blow my fuckin high. "I had to take Peaches home then come back and take a shower nigga damn." He scoffed. I smacked my teeth. "Ion wanna hear that bullshit, just hurry the fuck up so we can go to this stupid ass movie, wasting my time wit you and your dumb ass plans. Why the fuck we going to the movies with these girls anyway? Ion know them and ion trust them." He groaned. "Just Shut the fuck up, I've been with Peaches undercoverly for a good year she wouldn't try no fuck shit and Seven might have a mouth on her but she won't go crazy until you actually try her. So you ain't got nothing you worry about, trust issues having ass." He joked. "Speaking of shorty being crazy you right, how bout when Jason and his crew tried shooting us up she gon tell Tray while he had the gun in her face, if you think you so bad then pull the trigger. She lucky he was scary or else her life woulda ended." He laughed. "Seven crazy as fuck, once when we were in third grade she got tired of us bullying her and tried stabbing us with her fork at lunch. She cool as fuck though, you just gotta warm up to her." I nodded, I prefer not to.Peaches
"Girl I'm gonna feel so uncomfortable if you don't come!" Seven looked at me then shrugged. I smacked my teeth. I was at her new apartment trying to convince her to come with me to stone crest so we can go to the movies. "Boo you should've thought about your actions before you did them, now look at you.. stuck! You should've known I wasn't about to go to the damn movies with a nigga I don't fuck with and the other one I have no idea who his is, plus I don't even like going in the public like that anyway. So bye." She pulled the covers back over her head. I huffed in frustration. "Fine, ill just go alone." I got up and headed to the door. "Oh my fucking god, let me get dressed. But this is the last time this will ever happen." I smiled.
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NEVER FORGET (#URBANS FICTION)
Short Story16 year old Seven Layla Marie Carter has been through it all. She struggled day and night with her mother and brother up until the day her mother found Anthony (the wealthiest man in Atlanta) who had made a tremendous change in their life. Of cours...