rain, rain, oh rain..
"ain't nothing like the old school!" i sang loudly while driving my mercedes benz, probably piercing deandra, wynter and aloni's ears.. "shut up rain! you know i hate tupac!" aloni yelled. shaking my head i said, "well, your just weird." wynter bursted out laughing spitting out her mango arizona. wynter looked back to see aloni combing her hair and deandra texting on her samsung phone. then wynter said, "aloni stop hating, and stop combing that fuzz on top of your head you call hair!" deandra ended up laughing making aloni turn red and elbow deandra's elbow. "oww!" deandra yelled. "shut up wynter.." aloni mumbled but it was loud enough for everyone to hear. wynter turned around saying, "what you say, trick jr. ?" i tried to stop this by saying, "guys we are here! we're in L.A." we all shouted' "Los angeles baby!" i parked in front of our hotel. it was really nice though. i saved my money for this trip or should i say trips. we are going on tour with.... guess? oh, you dont know? well i'll tell you. its tyga and chris brown. ughh... i hate them. they are so imature and stupid. but everyone was begging me to come so i guess. besides, i need a break from home. dad working all the time and my sister julianna aka julia fighting with my little brother andre aka dre over some stupid stuff. everything is crazy now ever since mom is.... you know, that's a chapter in my life i don't wanna read right now. anyways, we took our luggage and brought it upstairs. when we settled down, wynter had an idea while we wait for the concert...
spring, summer and fall.... aint got nothing on WYNTER.
"guy's! i got an idea." i said with one of my geeky voices. yep. i'm crazy. i'm a crazy boriqua who likes chris brown. i allways hide it, saying he's ugly and diss him odee bad. especially with the rhianna beatdown thing. and how he died his hair blonde and tries to act like he got freckles... but inside, i love his freckles and thinks he looks hot with blonde hair.... and inside of me, i could careless about rhianna with her kool-aid hair. and.... "what wynter, what is the idea!" aloni shouted interrupting my thoughts... this girl gets on my nerves. if she wasn't rain's girl i would stomped the yard on her face. i gave her a death glare beforeanswering,"well trick jr. my idea was to go shopping, and pick out some dope clothes. but if you gonna act like a 3yr. old you could go over there to that corner and take a timeout, and think about how you been acting today." everyone giggled except aloni. she turned red before going to the corner looking for something in her stuff. then i said "good job, you can stay there for 3 minutes." aloni turned red again then fished out her juicy couture purse. "lets go." she said stomping out the room.... wow, what a trick.
4 hours later
when we got to the hotel which was 7:45. the concert starts at 8:00 and ends at 11:00. we rushed into our suite and changed... deandra and aloni bought the same thing. a denim vest, booty shorts and some sneakers... i told them it would be a little cold but they dont listen. i feel bad for deandra because me and her are cool, but not aloni. she deserves it... and whatever happens to her, happen. i bought some gray fading jeans, blue nike air griffey's and my blue adidas firebird jacket. and my best friend rain bought a shirt that said, my favorite rappers are dead . she laughed when she saw it, knowing it would make tyga and chris brown mad. she hates them. i don't know why though... anyways, with her shirt she got some jordans and some ripped jeans. after we did our hygiene, make up and hair we left.. making to the concert just in time...
