Venus
Brandon and I had a bunch of physical contact through out the ride. His hands kept rubbing my waist and I laid my back flush against him. His hand would run up every now and then and touch the bottom of my breast, but I'd swat his hands away.
The cars began to wiz by and we end up in a lot full of people. I'm not sure where we all had been taken, but there were spinning cars everywhere.
"Come on y'all!" Rico jumps out the now parked car and runs out into the chaos. The rest follow.
"Get up baby, lets go." Brandon said tapping my waist. This didn't look safe at all. I slowly got up and crawled out the door left open by Albert.
We walked over and to where Rico ran. The cars seemed like they were gliding.
"Let ride y'all!" Albert yelled.
We rode and rode. We drank 40's, we yelled out the window, took turns spinning, and got it all on video.
Soon we all got out watching for the next group to spin. I saw a Marlons sons go back with them.
"Get back son." I heard a gruff voice say. I knew it was someone I knew. That voice was familiar.
Flaco.
"Baby, did you hear that?" I said looking in Flaco's direction.
A bang sounded through the air and screech was heard. People started yelling and running from the scene.
Flaco turned and ran to the accident. The man who taunted Brandon was sprawled onto the concrete with blood beginning to spread on the ground.
"See some niggas came in acting hella hard," a man laughed recording. "but look, he ended up getting hit by a car." He said advertising the situation.
"I saw my shoes!" Brandon ripped away from me with a quickness. Rico and Albert went running after him.
"YOU AINT SEE SHIT MAN! THATS A KID!"
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For His Kicks
Teen FictionBeing the only girl in the gang was hard. Listening to all their problems and nastiness was the usual. She noticed him. She did even if he didn't feel like it. He didn't have to do all this, but she was his ride or die no matter what.