Downtown Chick(*August Alsina Story)

Chapter 6

We pulled up and started getting the bags out of the car. Asia grabbed the keys from out of my purse and went and unlocked the door, hauling her stuff in. Walking into our apartment I was hit with the smell of cinnamon. Mmm! I loved that smell. We kept wall air fresheners plugged up so the house always smelt good. To say it was only an apartment it was pretty big. It was two story with a nice living room and kitchen and the backyard was huge, but we spent a lot of time in the center of the complex at the pool.

I walked upstairs to my room turned on the light. I sat down my suit case and my duffle bag and hopped on the bed. I missed sleeping in my Victorian style room with its tall, king bed and mint green walls. It felt like home. I layed face down for about five minutes and then got up to check the time. It was already two-fifteen and we still had to get ready. I called down to Asia since her room was downstairs.

"ASIAAAAAAAAA!"

"WHAT NIGGA?"

"It's two fifteen start getting ready."

"ALRIGHT!"

Dumping the contents out of my suitcase I grabbed some fresh underwear and went to the bathroom. I opened the towel closet and grabbed a new loofah and a big towel. I stuck all of my hair unto the top of my head into a messy bun. Hopping into the shower I washed myself with my cranberry soap and then some Summer's Eve. I did this about four times and then got out. I dried off and sat at the vanity in the bathroom while I lotioned up and put on my underwear.

I already knew what I was wearing so I left the bathroom and walked to the bed to get the outfit. I would be wearing a plain black crop top, some light highwaiste jeans some black socks that I would roll down like leg warmers, and my green and blue galaxy foams. I wanted to be cute, cool, and collected. Putting on my clothes I paired it went a blue faced Versace' gold watch and a blue, turquoise, and gold chain that went perfectly with my shoes.

I went over to the floor length mirror and sat down in front of it. I didn't really want to put too much makeup on, so I put on my fiber-lashes mascara and some winged black eyeliner and some blue for the bottom lid. Make up done. Outfit done. Hair not done. I huffed. I didn't have time to wash my hair back curly, or straighten it seeing as though it was too long and thick. I sprayed it with some dry shampoo and took it out of the big bun I had on top my head. It fell in pretty beach waves. I didn't really like my hair like this but it would do.

I went into my closet and grabbed my black Michael Kors cross body bag that I had forgotten ere last time. I got my wallet, Chapstick, bobby pins, and some sour patch watermelons and put it into my purse. I grabbed my phone off of the charger and put the charger in there too. I sprayed some Chanel No.5 on and walked downstairs phone in hand.

As I passed the kitchen I saw that the leftover food from Applebee's was still out so I put it away and continued walking to Asia's room. I could here Color Me Badd's - Sex You Up playing so when I got in there I started rocking my hip and grinding on her as she finished her last curl, laughing she turned around and started grinding back. She unplugged the curling wand and pressed pause on her phone and grabbed her purse. "You ready ladybug?" I asked her calling her by her childhood name. "Yes baby." She replied. Turning off her light we walked out of the door.

As we got in the car my phone started ringing. "Answer." I said while backing out. I was driving and Asia was in the passenger seat fixing herself in the mirror.

"Yeah Hello."

"Hey August."

"Hey momma, did I tell you what hotel I'm at?"

"No. I was just about to call and ask."

"We at the Ritz-Carlton on Canal."

"Alrighty well we coming over the bridge well be there in about 5 minutes."

"Alright love."

"Alright bye."

"Bye."

"End Call." I said and turned the radio up and Fight Night by Migos came on. OMG I love them almost as much as I love August lol. I turned it up so the base played and rolled the wimdows down as the song started.

****Fight Night Migos****

If you know me know this ain't my feng shui
Certified everywhere, ain't gotta print my resume
Talking crazy, I pull up andele
R.I.P to Nate Dogg, I had to regulate

Public Service Announcement
Where all my rich niggas at man?
MIGO!

[Hook: Takeoff]
Broke niggas stand to the left
My rich niggas stand to the right
Lil' mamma, she keep looking at me (lil' mama!)
Im'a knock the pussy out like fight night
Hit it with the left, hit with the right
Im'a knock the pussy out like fight night
Beat it with the left, beat it with the right
Im'a knock the pussy out like fight night

[Verse: Takeoff]
If you know me know this ain't my feng shui
Certified everywhere, ain't gotta print my resume
Talking crazy, I pull up andele
R.I.P to Nate Dogg, I had to regulate
Pocket rocket fire, watch him disintegrate
It's a truckload coming on the interstate
Sirloin steak all on my dinner plate
Your main bitch say she wanna make a sex tape
Rich nigga, I could never be a broke nigga (rich nigga)
Broke niggas I can never get along with them!
Always been hated since a little nigga (always)
It's forever pussy nigga gotta deal with it (rich nigga!)

[Hook]

[Verse: Quavo]
Float like a butterly, sting like a bee
Rumble young nigga rumble!
Lil' mamma want a nigga like me in the sheets
Ice cube knock it out like Deebo
Now who's that talking that gangsta shit?
Somebody gonna kick your ass
When I walk up in the club I better make a thunderstorm
Let them know that this a whole lot of cash
Rich niggas on the right all night (rich nigga)
Broke niggas to the left by yourself (brokanese)
Now who the hell just said that the roof on fire?
Call 911 like Wyclef

[Hook]

[Verse: Offset]
I'm a rich nigga, I don't like a bitch nigga
Nigga broke nigga, I don't deal with you
All of my niggas, official, My bitches they strippers
My niggas they criminals trying to get to the M&Ms
If your bitch is so innocent, why she sucking my children
Last time I asked I dine and dashed and bitch I go in the building
Bad bitch make it clap, let me know ya
Young rich nigga on the couch talking to Oprah
Bottles in the VIP while I stand on the sofa
I don't speak your language, Brokanese, I thought I told ya
These bitches they be smokin' on hookah, my nigga ballin' like Hoosiers
Geeked up in the Double R, I scare ya bitch, Freddy Krueger
Freddy Vermeulen

[Hook]

We was turnt! The song ended just as we pulled up to the hotel. I wasn't really sure if we could park in the parking lot but I saw that my Paran's friend was the one working today so I used my charm and convinced him to let us park in the parking garage. We got out and walked into the hotel. It before we could get to the front desk a man had came up to us and asked if we were here for August. We nodded and he lead us up to the room.

The closer we got the more nervous I became. I mean it August fucking Alsina! That man is beautiful and very popular and I'm just a regular person. I'm still a teenager for Chrissy's sake! "Right this way," the man said and opened a door letting us walk in ahead of him. As I entered I heard multiple voices and lots of laughter. I walked around a corner into like a living room and there he was in all his sexiness.