Brandon's Point Of View.
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I stand in between Stacey and Flaco, waiting to get into the club, the shit is jumping already. Two dudes roll past, glaring at us. Stacey pretends to move to them causing them to flinch, we chuckle as they take their ass to the back of the line.
"Niggas are trippin"
We move up in the line. "ID?" The security guard asks. I watch as Stacey and Flaco flash their ID at the security who allows them in. I attempt to enter the club, following after them when the security guard stops me by creating a barrier blocking me from getting inside with his arm.
"Where your ID at?"
"I forgot mine"
"No ID no entry, take your little ass home"
"Aye, what's the problem?" Flaco asks, returning with Stacey behind him.
"He ain't got no ID, what are you twelve?"
"Aye listen, he with us alright?"
"Flaco bro I can't do that, if I let him in then everyone's gonna try and do that, then Imma lose my job"
"Nigga I don't give a fuck, you let him in or shit will get hot"
The security guard reluctantly moves his arm, allowing me to step past him. "I told you I got you" Flaco mentions as we roam down a small hallway which leads us into a club. Once we enter the club, the music instantly hits my chest, it's loud as fuck in here. Up on tables there are girls dressed in underwear, the room is compacted with bodies sweating all over each other. On the dance floor there are group of girls whining on each other, some with some of the guys here but most of them are dancing with their friends.
"Come let's do some shots" Stacey announces over the loud music lightly hitting my chest to get my attention. I follow behind them.
Lark's Point Of View.
"Okay, so we can watch Friday or Don't Be A Menace" I tell Chloe, the both of us dressed in our onesies ready for a movie night, which is perfect for me to get my mind of Brandon.
"To be honest I don't know any of these movies, the only Ice Cube movie I've watched is Are We There Yet and no offence but I thought that was ghetto enough"
"Wait...what? So your telling me you haven't watched Boyz N The Hood?" I quiz confused, shit everyone has seen either Friday or Boyz N The Hood or both, it's apart of the culture.
"Boyz N The what?"
"Oh my God, this is like one of the biggest hood movies ever, it's a serious movie, it shows exactly what goes on around here. I guess that's why we fuck with it heavy, where as Don't Be A Menace is a spoof, it's still good so"
"It's up to you"
I nod grabbing Boyz N The Hood and putting it into the DVD player as Chloe lies up on my bed. I grab the control and climb in next to her.
"I bet you've seen 8 mile though" I joke.
"Nope, why? What's that?"
"Girl, you have a lot to learn" I sing putting the movie on.
Brandon's Point Of View.
I take a swig from the bottle of Hennessy sitting at a booth with Flaco, Stacey and two girls that they met. I see this blasian girl standing alone at the bar, throwing down the last of the drink in her glass. I watch as she taps the bottom of the glass trying to get the last sip.
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FanfictionSet in Los Angeles 🌴 A group of teenagers dealing with the trails and tribulations of growing up in the hood. It's wild and the cast is fire.