After both having family related deaths due to gun violence Israel Easton and K'yanna Barber cross paths. See how does the death of Israel's older cousin affects him? & how the death of K'yanna's baby father affect her? Find Out in"You Got Potential"
I rubbed my hands down my face and sat back in the rolling chair as the verse played throughout the studio again. We had been here since 11 this morning and I couldn't seem to get into my creative flow. I was fucking everything up and I couldn't even lie, my mind kept wandering back to shorty. She had been on my mind all week since our 'date'. I understood that we both had our own separate lives and shit but damn she kinda been distant from a nigga. I leaned forward playing with the bass on the mixing board as the song continued.
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I nodded my head along to the finished verse. It took Shoot and I another thirty minutes of recording and mixing to perfect it. As we started to clean up and shut everything down I noticed Shoot coming over to me with a freshly rolled blunt.
"You seemed off today brudda, you straight?" He asked passing the blunt to me.
"Straight. A lot of it is shorty tho." I chuckled exhaling the smoke. By now everybody else had left and it was just me and Shoot so I could be honest with him.
"Awww damnnnn, don't tell me she dubbed you?"
"Not exactly, I thought we was all good. After we came here I took her home and let her have my coat tryna be type slick. I was like 'can I see you again' had her blushin and allat. But she been hella distant. I don't get females bruh." I shrugged my shoulders lowkey thinking about shorty.
"She probably busy, work or school. Shit, something. At least she ain't a bum." He laughed trying to lighten the mood.
"I wouldn't stress too much my nigga, shorty probably tryna feel you out. She gone come around, watch."
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Shooter and I dapped up before I left the studio. I looked at my Rolex checking the time. It was going on 6:30 and I was beyond exhausted. Hopping into my truck I felt my phone vibrate through my jean pocket. I pulled it out noticing I had a text message from shorty. I chuckled shaking my head.
"Fuck you Shoot." I mumbled to myself cursing that Shooter spoke this into existence. I leaned back into the driver's seat before opening my phone to our thread.
-K Marie🦋😩-
Israellll🥺 - 6:42 pm
Are you busy? - 6:45 pm
Nah Marie, you good? - 6:48 pm
Can you do me a favor plzzz? I let my mom use my car to take AJ out earlier and they still aren't back yet. Can you come take me to the store I need a few extra things for dinner - 6:51 pm
I sat back rubbing my beard hearing my stomach growl. A good meal right now was just what I needed plus the thought of seeing shorty after a few weeks lowkey made me excited. I texted her back telling her I was on the way over to get her.
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Pulling up next to her complex I noticed her standing in the lobby on her phone. I honked my horn to get her attention instead of calling. I saw her turn around smiling noticing that I was outside. I watched as she made her way towards my truck hopping in. Even in the most simple outfit she still managed to look good as hell.
"Israel. How are you?" She asked giving me direct eye contact while smiling. I looked away pulling out towards the main road.
"I'm straight. Where am I going?"
"I'm good too thank you for asking. And Walmart" She said with a hint of sarcasm getting on her phone.
I sat there silent for a few minutes while driving trying to think of how to respond. "Man..wassup, why you been ignoring me?"
"First off who been ignoring you? I have more courses coming up soon so I can go back to school and I just thought you were busy working in the studio." She shrugged.
I nodded still staying silent. Of course, I felt dumb for thinking shorty really was ignoring me but I wasn't gonna let her see me pressed about it.
"Awwww did you miss me Israel?" She cooed grabbing my free hand that wasn't on the wheel.
"I did. Not even gone front." I mumbled pulling into the parking lot of Walmart finding a spot.
"I missed your company too. Come over for dinner." She said as we walked towards the produce section. I followed closely behind her the whole way watching her check items off a small piece of paper.
"Okay, I just gotta get the pasta and then we can bounce." She said walking down the aisle.
I watched as she looked through the different kinds of pasta to find the one she needed.
"Yo short ass." I mumbled to myself walking up behind her as she tried to grab the pasta from the top shelf. I grabbed her waist to help her keep her balance as I grabbed the pasta box with no problem.
"Thank you." I closed the space between us staring at her. I buried my face into her neck smelling it.
"Smelling good, as always."
"Israelllll, in the store though." She tried to break from my grasp but I held her tighter.
"I can't compliment you now? I missed yo pretty ass." I mumbled into her neck.
"You told me already, I missed you too. Now stop your beard tickles." I watched as she laughed walking away with the shopping cart towards the check out lines.
Lord what was I doing...She had me sprung.
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Alexa play, "Im Sprung" By T-Pain...mannnnnn that boy Israel sprung as hell. Yall they so cute, like some first love type shit. Thank you guys for the constant feedback, votes, and reads. Let's get to 1k reads!
