west side

.01

"you did not fucking do that." reina laughs, tossing her can at chico's chest.

he caught it, a smirk on his face.

"oh but i did." he nodded, running his hand over his head.

"you're a pendejo." she stood up, stepping out of the open front door. the sounds of nas filled her ears when she stepped out of the house.

"aye pencil, t-t, you seen this shit? chico shaved his fucking head." she didn't bother going back in, but hopped over the back of the couch that sat in the front yard, placing herself between ciggy and jave.

"no shit!" she heard t-t yell from inside. she laughed and tapped jave's side. he leaned over to the cooler, pulling a corona out and handing it to her.

these were the times when reina felt free. it was mid-way through january and none of them had anywhere to be. it was just them, these beers, and time. a hell of a lot of time.

"you look like s.p.m. foo." pencil laughed loudly.

"play some damn s.p.m. when you come out that door t-t!" ciggy turned around slightly, pointing his cigarette at t-t.

he stopped at the speaker, taking his slightly outdated phone out and playing one of reina's favorites, real gangsta.

she turned around on the couch, smiling ear to ear.

"i fucking love this song foo! turn that shit up." she tilted her corona at him.

he turned the knob on the speaker.

she turned back around, resting her head on the back of the couch. the sun was about to go down, and she didn't have to go home.

she heard the faint sound of sirens, but barely over the music.

"i'm going to the store." reina got up, tossing the empty glass bottle into the dirt. "any of you want shit?"

"a snickers." t-t holds up his can.

chico stepped out of the house and down the two steps into the yard.

"i'm coming." chico grabbed a drink out of the cooler and walked to the sidewalk where reina stood.

"anyone else?" she looked around, waiting for an answer.

"i want skittles." ciggy laughed.

"we'll be back with your skittles." reina smiled.

chico started walking, and she walked along beside him. they kept a slow pace, knowing there was no rush.

it was a bit cooler than earlier.

"i can't believe you shaved your head." she looked up at him and he chuckled.

"i look hard." he smirked at her, nodding.

"you look like you'd roll up on me."

"i would." she laughed at the response, looking at the ground.