Brittany Hills Chronicles: Act 2

Jace 97

WARNING: This chapter is rated R for; foul language, copious amounts of shade, third-degree wig snatching, and mild violence.... so if y'all can't handle it just skim through the chapter and vote at the end. Now that I got that out the way, why is it that people insist on trying me? Like I'm a peaceful soul who minds his own business, I just wanted to enjoy my summer and suck my boyfriend's dick from the back but NOOOOOO these girls just wouldn't let me be great. The day started off pretty normal, I woke up and did my kegel exercises, went downstairs and..... SIDE MUTHAFUCKIN NOTE!!!! Okay, I wasn't a fan of Messy but damn.... his dick was decent but I was more focused on that ass.... Lord that boy must've done squats several times a day, see moments like this made me miss being a top, but I digress. I walked downstairs and into the kitchen where Rondell and Ironing Board were talking about sports (yawn) the only time I watched sports was when my baby daddy Kelly Oubre was playing... Baby listen, y'all know how I feel about light brights but that man can fuck me in the middle of Madison Square Garden with the cameras rolling.

"It smells good as fuck in here..... oooohhh what is that?" I asked Ironing Broad because his plate looked fucking amazing.

"Just a little something I whipped together, there's some more in the kitchen if you want some." He said and I didn't have to be told twice.... About twenty minutes later we were all sitting around the table and it was dead silent, that's how you know the food was good because everyone was more focused on their food whether than actually conversing. "It's good right?" Ironing Board said and I knew there was only one thing left for me to do, so I ran up to my room and grabbed the magic wand I got from my good sis Porsha Williams and came back downstairs.

"Stand up....." I said to Ironing Board who looked around the table nervously until Rondell mumbled 'just go with it', Ironing Board stood up and I touched both his shoulders. "I.... QUEEN JACE OF HOUSE THREE HEREBY DEEM YOU IDRIS, You have finally earned your name back sis and I must say I think this is the quickest that anyone has ever earned their name back... Don't lose it." I said pointing my wand in his face and praying that I didn't end up like Kenya.

"I got you...." Idris said shaking his head and laughing as he sat back down.

"Why are you so damn petty Shorty?" Quantavius asked and I just looked at him like he was speaking a foreign language, before I could come up with a witty response however someone started buzzing at the gate and I was tempted to let it ring but given the way Quantavius was looking at me I needed to make a quick escape because I still hadn't fully recovered from last night. As I walked down to the gate there were three queens standing there; I wasn't stupid no one comes out this early in the morning wearing raggedy tennis shoes and having their hair pulled back unless they were trying to fight.

"Does Jace live here?" The queen in the middle asked and I didn't know this hoe so I was going to play dumb until I was certain of her intent.

"Nah...." I said deepening my voice.

"Well Bitch.... I heard he lived in one of these two houses so I suggest you go find him before I beat your ass once I'm done with that bitch." Queenie said pointing to my house and House Two.

"You know what I do think I know a Jace.... let me go get him." I said walking into the house.

"Who was that Shorty?" Quantavius asked but I walked right past him, it had been a while since I got into a good fight, actually now that I think about it my last altercation was with Collins' bitch ass and I didn't get him the way I wanted to. So after putting band uniform that I got from Gewn Stefani from the Hollaback Girl video, I walked back downstairs where everyone was waiting. "Jace, what's going on who them niggas?" Bypassing the peanut gallery, I walked outside and looked at Queen number one.....