Chapter 1- P.G Runnin It

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~Gina P.O.V~

-Bang-

"Well thats the last of them." I said

"Yup. Thank god we got a bad ass chick in the gang." Andy said

"Aww Andy. Im glad im in the gang too." I smiled "U ready to go back to the trap?"

"Yeah im ready."

***

Lemme introduce myself. Im Gina Campbell. 17 yrs old. Black, Puerto Rican, n Indian. Long black hair with red ends. Hazel eyes, 5'3, n thick in all the right places.

Im in a gang called P.G. Which stands for Purple Gangsters. I joined when I was 13. I couldn't stand being in my parents house. So I left. Aint nobody got time for rules and shit. Im the only girl in the gang. That doesn't mean ima hoe. I see them as family.

Me n the leader is hella close. His name is Chris Mitchell. No lies hes hella fine. He can get any girl he wants. Well the thots just be throwing themselves at him. Smh thristy girls nowadays.

Anyways... Me n Andy arrived at the trap. Andy is my right hand. Like hes forever my nigga. Thats my partner in crime.

"Aye we back!" I yelled

"Shawty yunno u dont have to yell. We aint far away." Da'quan said then gave me a hug

Da'quan is a cool as dude. Ik he got a thing for me. He always like being all flirty n shit. Hes cutee. But I don't think me n him will work out. Why? I really dont noe. He prob cheat on me with a hoe? Ughh I juss dont noe.

This is y ion deal with relationships.

"Quanie I can yell if I want to."

"I bet u can." He smirked

"Boy swerve." I laughed

"Aight. Yunno were I be at." He laughed. Then went to the back.

"Andy ima go to Chris office."

"Aight Gina. Ima play the game anyways." He gave me a hug. Then went to the game room.

I started making my way to Chris office. The trap is big. Its like a house.

-Knock-

"Come in!" Chris yelled

"Heyy Chris." I smiled

"Ayee Gina. Wassup?" He smiled

"Nun much. Me n Andy just got back from busting the Orange Killas trap. Which by the way was easy. Oh yea here."

I gave him a duffel bag. It was filled with money and drugs.

"Thanks and thats good. Ima count this money."

"Mkay."

He walk'd over to the machine. Damn hes finee. But fuck luv. I may look n say a nigga fine. That dont mean I want them. Team single is awesome. Ur just worry free yunno.

***

"Heres ur cut Gina." He gave me 50gs

"Thanks Chris."

"U welcome. Can u give Andy hes cut for me?"

"Sure. That aint no prob." He gave me another 50gs

"Thats why ur the best Gigi." He smiled

"I know poo-bear." I smiled

"U changed it to poo-bear? Girl u gotta think of a better nickname." He laughed n I joined

"Well maybe if ur name wasn't Chris. I prob would've had better nicknames. Unless u want Chrisy back."

"Im down for any name. When u talk, u sound sexy. Just try to make the nickname dope."

"Awwe Chris." I blushed "Mkay I'll try my best."

"Aight. So watchu doing tonight?"

"Nun. Prob just chill yunno."

"Well now u got plans. Ima take u out."

"Mkay. Wat time?"

"8 so be ready. Ima come pick u up."

"Mkay I will. Cya at 8."

"Aight." He gave me a hug. Then I left out the room. I went to the game room.

"Andy!" I yelled

"Girl im right here. Y u yellin?" He said

"Bc u wasn't payin attention. Anyways here." I gave him his money

"Thanks Gina."

"Ur welcome. Ima get goin."

"Watchu doin tonight G?"

"Goin out."

"On a date?"

"Naww. I dont noe wat it is. But ik it aint a date."

"Oh ok. Have fun."

"Thanks boo."

"U welcome boo."

"Goodnight every1!" I yelled

"Goodnight!" They replied

Time to go home

***

I just got home. So I hop'd in the shower. Its already 5:30. Chris gonna be here at 8. So I needa hustle.

-1 Hour Later-

I got out the shower. Now needa decided wat ima wear. I dont noe wat we're doin. So I just needa decide on comfortable clothes.

***

Chris here! He honked his horn to let me noe. I locked my door n went to his car. He got a black lambo. He got out n open the door for me.

"Heyy Chris. U look nice." I smiled

"Thanks. U look beautiful." He smiled

"Awwe thanks." I blushed

I got in. Then he walk'd around to his side.

"So were we goin?" I asked

"U'll see."

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