Oh Fuck No - Oscar Diaz

Chapter 6

"I'm just going to grab a drink Jamal." I stated as we entered a petrol station. Now you may think we came to fill up our car's tank but, sir, you are mistaken. We don't have a car. We've been taking the bus around or literally just walking to every library in the town. All for his Rollerworld money research. 

"We cant stop at every store for refreshments, we're losing time and the last library is closing in an hour!" I glared at him as I opened the drinks' fridge. "B-but then again we have a whole hour so take your time" He nervously smiled seeing the pure anger on my face. I gave him a sarcastic smile and grabbed a Pepsi and walked towards the cashier. 

There were a few people in line causing Jamal to sigh and mumble about the time as he looked at his watch. I was so done. We went to 4 libraries and spent at least an hour in each as he spiralled deeper into this conspiracy of hidden money. 

I decided to tone him out and stared straight at the girl in line in front of us. A Latina in booty shorts and a tiny crop top, all filled with curves. The girl  had bleached blonde hair that had clearly damaged her hair and did not work well against her tanned skin. Nevertheless, that ass was hypnotising, it seemed like it was going to bust out of her tight shorts. "He had to take a call in the car and sent me to pay for the petrol!" she complained on the phone. She twirled her bleached hair and the light reflected off her bedazzled long finger nails. "It wont be long till Oscar claims this hoochie mama, even if it takes accidently getting pregnant then I don't have to do none of this shit!" She laughed again as she moved up in the line. I didn't know who I felt sorry for more, her poor hair or her soon to be baby daddy.  

I opened the can and took a sip as I stepped out and followed Jamal, "There goes the girl living out your dreams" He said as he watched the girl from earlier hop into a red car. 

"What do you mean?" I asked, there's nothing that girl has that I'd ever want. Jamal didn't reply but motioned to the car, I took a step forward as the car turned on and began to pull out of the petrol station. I could see the girl clearly arguing as she was motioning erratically with her hands but couldn't see the driver, that was until he looked towards our direction for any cars as he drove out. 

"Spooky" I mumbled, "But that doesn't make any sense, she was talking about some Oscar guy" 

"Did you really think Spooky was his birthname?" Jamal asked with a twisted face.

"Well did not not think that till now" I replied and took another sip. What? We were in the ghetto, if they can name their kids Mercedes then they can name their kids Spooky too, no questions asked. "Anyways, that kinda makes sense, them as a couple." I replied as we began walking towards another dreaded library. Though he looked at me with a raised eyebrow, I actually meant it.