Trouble seems to love her. It finds her where ever she goes. Every time the system places her in a new home she ends up right back with the state until she is placed in another foster home. She is beautiful but don't let her looks fool you or the no...
As the door continued to open fully, I began to make out voices and the conversation that was being held. I took out my phone and began recording them. They could drop some intel who knows. Better safe than sorry.
"Man present day LeBron is shitting on Jordan in his prime and you know that!!"
"Jamie.. man ... stop it get some help!"
The one I'm assuming now is Jamie continued, as he reached the desk and started rummaging around in the bottom left drawer for what I'm guessing they came in here for. "Yo man, all jokes aside we need to be ready for the big move Friday. It's finna be a game changer."
"You right nigga. Them Droga fucks aren't gonna know what hit em. I'm tired of that nigga Reefer always walking around school like he that nigga. Like he can't get touched. Boy we finna wreck em!!" The other nigga said. Wow, buddy really sounds like a bitch.
"Look all I know is..." the Jamie nigga paused *click*. That was a gun cocking back. I know that sound anyway. "His ass is grass come Friday." They started laughing and continued joking about basketball as they exited the room. I stopped the recording once I heard the door close.
Whew. Good thing they didn't check the safe, I thought with a smirk. I went over to the window opened it and climbed out and closed it back.
I got back to the car and hopped in.
"So. How'd it go?" Reefer asked. I smirked and dropped the book bag in his lap.
He opened it. "Wooow. Great job."
"I also got something else you'd probably find interesting" I said smiling. "Oh yea? Well come on with it then. I hate surprises." Reefer said laughing. I giggled and pulled out my phone, pressing play on the recording. Once it was over Reefer chuckled a little. "Damn. The crazy part is I know exactly where they plan to hit me on Friday."
"Where?" I asked intrigued. "It's YaYa's birthday party on Friday. Her birthday bashes are known to be lit and wild. Every one at school gonna be there including folks from other schools. It's like the first official blow out of the school year. It'd be a great spot to catch a nigga lacking." He said. Then he looked over at me "Damn. You proving your self useful already huh?" He joked.
I laughed "Yea whatever."
He pulled about half the money from the bag and stuck it out in my direction. "Here. We finna go shopping." He said with charming chuckle. I grabbed the money from him and picked my purse up off the floor of the car and placed it inside. He put on his sunglasses and sped off.
About 10 minutes later we were pulling up into a mall parking lot. Damn this was a nice mall. I guess Reefer saw me admiring the mall because he said "This is Lenox. It's like a staple here in Atlanta." I nodded.
We walked around around the mall we both was going nuts. I mean balling out. I had like 50 bags. Reefer had even more. We were in the last store. Reefer was waiting on me to try on this really cute little black dress with spaghetti straps and all these cute buttons going down it.
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After I got the dress on I walked out to ask Reefer what he thought. When I walked out he was looking down on his phone. "Whatchu think?" I said getting his attention immediately. His jaw dropped, but he quickly closed his mouth. Tooooo late boy, I saw that. I thought smirking. He stood up putting his hand under his chin as if he was thinking. "Mmmm turn around. I need to see it from all angle before I give my input." He said. I rolled my eyes while turning around.
"Mmmhmmmm. It's decent." He said. I laughed "Yea, right. It's bomb and you know it but you can play if you want to." I said flipping my hair over my shoulder and turning to the mirror that was out side of the dressing rooms so I could see myself.
"You right. You should get that for the party Friday." I raised my eyebrows. "You tryna go after what I showed you?" I said turning around and heading back into the dressing room to put my clothes back on. "Yea, I'm thinking about switching it up on em. No need in letting an opportunity of being one step ahead go to waste." I heard him slap his hands together and rub them like bird man. I giggled. "Alright. That's what I like to hear! So what's the plan?" I asked.
"I'm still getting it together. Imma tell the whole crew when I have it all planned out. All I know is it's going down."
"Bet. So you know those niggas that was in the recording? Cause they damn sure knew you."
I walked out of the dressing room heading toward the cashier, Reefer was close behind with all of our bags. "Yea I know em. They go to our school. They just some light weight losers. They not even running shit in they gang. Just foot men."
"Ah I see. Lackeys." I said.
"Precisely." Reefer replied.
We finished up in the mall and headed back to the car. We continued talking about the plan and I pitched ideas and what not. He was more so telling me about the layout of the party and how things usually go at it. Friday is around the corner and I can't wait.
