Desmond POV
It's Saturday night , and I'm in my bedroom , with a cup full of root beer and a nicely rolled blunt , watching this basketball game , since I had $150 on Miami Heat. I needed them to win. By the way the scores looked , James had them in the lead. I felt confident that I was gonna get my money , from my partner , Keem. As Bosh , slam the ball out of Tony Parkers hands , my phone started ringing(iPhone 5c , blue)
"Broke niggas stand to the left (to the left)
While rich niggas stand to the right (to the right)
Lil mama, she keep looking at me( lil mama)
Ima knocked the pussy out like fight night(pow)"
"Hello?"
"Sup , little nigga ! Instead of watching this whack ass game , let's hit the strip club! And blow some fifties , on them hoes." chuckled Keem
"Why the game gotta be whack ? Cause your team losing? The spurs about to make your ass lose $150 !"
"mannne , so ! Fuck this game , with all the money I got , and still making $150 ain't shit to me." laughed Keem
"Ight , niggga , I still want my money! But yeah , lets hit the club , swing on through. I ain't wasting my gas to see no ass!"
"Bitch , you worrying about gas? All the money we got your ass talking about gas? nigga you a mess , I'll be there in 30" and he ended the call
Keem and I , own a clothing line , called "G Thang" , Keem is the founder and I'm the co-founder , Keem and I go way back. We use to be in the drug game , I was a King Pin and he was my right hand man. One day , I was setup by a new dope boy. I served a 5 year sentence , I was suppose to do 9 , but I got off for good behavior. Keem held everything down for me while I was away. After I got out , Keem was the first one to come see me. I told him , I was done with the game , and he should end it too. Don't think I was a stupid broke kid , who wanted to sell dope. I had no family , the only person I had was my grandma. After she died , I didn't have anyone , until I met Keem and my girlfriend at the time , Candice , aka Candy. Keem and I went to college , and got our business degrees , but got pulled into the fast life of drugs. I was only 21 , when I got arrested , and my 'suppose to be' girlfriend bailed on a nigga. Once I was out and about, making moves with Keem about the company. Here she come flocking all her shit. I told her ass to disappear , she wasn't a rider like I thought. She was still beautiful though with her clear brown skin , and long black and brown hair , B cup breast and flat stomach , she didn't have any hips or curves , all she had was a very pretty face. She was perfect to me , but you can't let a pretty face fool you. You have to be on your 'A game' in these streets.
I got out of bed , put my blunt in a ash tray , and my cup on my night stand. I went into my closet , and picked out an all black polo shirt , some black true religion jeans , and my black tims. I know it's simple, but we're not going anywhere special. We're just going to throw money on dancing hoes. I only had 30 minutes , so I grabbed a black towel , and a dark blue wash cloth , and hopped in the shower. 15 minutes later , I was out brushing my teeth , and putting Vaseline on as lotion , with nothing but my towel wrapped around my waist. Once I finished brushing my teeth , and spiting out my mouth rinse . I went into my bed room and put my clothes on. I walked to my dresser , sprayed a little cologne on me , and brushed my hair. As I stared at myself in the mirror , looking into my brown eyes. I stood 6'0" , brown hair with a low cut , and smooth clear skin. Some people assume I was white , but I was mix. I didn't have any tattoos. I didn't have a six pack , but my shoulders were kinda wide. While , I was looking at myself , I heard the doorbell ring. "Yo, D , bring ya ass on !" Yelled Keem , I unplugged my phone , made sure my wallet was in my back packet , and made my way downstairs. I unlock the door , and there was Keem , cheesing , like he just won the lotto , "Why tf you got that Kool smile on your ugly face ?" I asked .
Keem stopped smiling , "for your damn info , I just got a call , saying that "Kakey, was gone be in tonight !" Keem said , "annnd ? What that mean ?" I asked , "she is the baddest girl up there! You should see her ass." Laughed Keem "Well , I ain't gone see shit , while we talking in my door way. So you gone move or nah?" I told Keem . He moved out the way , and hopped in his black , trail blazer truck. I locked my house door , and got in the truck. He was playing "Off The Leash" by Gucci Mane. Keem was 28 , buff , had brown eyes , both of his arms were full of tattoos , and he had a fade. He had on a red polo shirt , khaki color cargos , and red tims. 23 minutes later , we were pulling into a car lot of a club called "Paradise". Keem walked straight to the bar and started ordering all kinds of shit. I couldn't do nothing , but laugh at his ass. This nigga wasn't nothing but a drunk. Keem started taking shots and shit , asking me to join. Of course , I told him no , but I ordered a peach ciroc. Keem and I took a table in the front , so I could see this wonderful Kakey. As we waiting for her , other acts came out , but they weren't all that. Finally , the DJ called out "Kakey" and the niggas went wild. I wanted to laugh , cause niggas going crazy over one female. As she came out , I was a little taken back. She was beautiful , I couldn't stop admiring her body. She looked different from the others , like she didn't belong.
La'Star POV
As I was stepping out to make my appearance , I seen a few new comers and that meant more money. The DJ , started playing my song for tonight .. and I let the music take control of my body. I started clapping my ass and whipping my hair from side to side. Then the money started flying. I grabbed the pole with my right hand , wrapped my left leg around it , and used my right leg to boost myself up to climb the pole. Once I made it to the top , I turned my whole body upside , and open my legs , with only my hands on the pole. The men started throwing money like it was nothing and the girls rolled their eyes. Trust this shit wasn't easy , putting all my weight on my hands. I flipped back over , and slide down into a split. I got an standing ovation from the crowd , and smiled. I collected my money , and walked backstage. I felt so good! Time to go out and have fun.
