Loyalty Lies (Volume One)

Chapter 9

"It's Friday night, and the weekend's here/I need to unwind with the party"

Hey Mr. DJ, Zhane

With the ringing of the last bell, it was pandemonium. There was nothing like knowing you were free from school, especially if you had a much anticipated weekend at hand.

After making a pit stop at the grocery store, and Blockbuster Video, the foursome headed to Cherise's house.

"Girl, I say every time." Karma looked out the window as they parked along the curb to Cherise's house, noticing Anthony 's whip. "Your brother is fine."

"And I say every time; Get off his D.I."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, you know I wouldn't fuck him anyway."

"Aww, Karma has a conscience." Faye said.

Deja rolled her eyes, "No, it's gotta be something else. Karma don't even know what the word conscience is."

Karma chuckled, "I know what it is. But you're right, that ain't got nothin' to do with it."

"Ok, so what is it then?" Cherise challenged.

"Your brother's broke! Living between his baby momma's and here...so yeah, you already know, I'm way past cool on that."

Cherise's mouth dropped open, ready to defend her brother. She was about to say that was fucked up, but how could she? It was true. Instead, she unlocked the front door and they made their way in.

"Aw, hell nah! What the fuck is this?" Anthony exclaimed upon seeing the four girls.

Cherise rolled her eyes and quickly checked him, "Yes there spending the night. No, you don't live here anymore, so no, I don't want to hear shit about it."

Anthony smiled. "Aiight, I won't say shit. But, how you doin', Karma?" He asked, allowing his eyes to take in her backside.

"You know I'm good. How are you doing?"

Cherise cut them both a look that was ignored.

"You know me baby." Anthony paused the game, "So you spendin' the night, too? That's cool."

"Nigga, nah." Marquise interrupted, and un-paused the game, "You got me fucked up if you think you gonna be hittin' pause to get at the baby hood rats."

Anthony laughed at his brother's response, "They ain't shit?"

Marquise shook his head, "Man...", his sister's friends were cool, but, sometimes he didn't feel them. He wasn't 100% sure who was the bad influence of the crew, all he could hope for was that it wasn't his sister.

Cherise sucked her teeth, and glared at them, "Forget both of ya'll." Then she smirked, "The females I seen ya'll run with over the years...and you call us hood rats? You got it fucked up, Marquise." From spending weekends with her brother down by U.C.L.A, she knew of some of the no good females he dealt with. Especially the cheerleaders, they were the biggest rats of all. Some of the female he met on campus were just educated dick-riders, that tried to rope him because he played for the school with a good chance of making it professionally.

Now Marquise paused the game. "Baby. I said baby hood rats. Ya'll chicks ain't even grown yet, and already tryna to do the most."