Lesane
I pulled into my driveway where O'Shea and Marcus was sitting on my porch.
"Finally your ass is back. Where you been?" Marcus asked.
"Man, stay out my business." I scoffed and sat down on the step.
"He was probably at that girl house." O'Shea chuckled.
"Man, I don't think I can do this. She got her guard up and I'm struggling trying to let her put it down." I sighed as I rubbed my forehead. Marcus and O'Shea busted out into laughter.
"Man this bitch got you sprung." Marcus laughed
"Yeah, that bitch is your family friend. Dumbass." I mumbled.
"Janet? The hell? I thought I told your ass not to mess with her?" Marcus stood up.
"Nigga you think I'm gonna listen to your 80 pound ass?" I stood up and pushed his chest with my finger
"Ay, don't touch me."
"If y'all don't sit y'all 'I like the same girl' asses down." O'Shea finally calmed down. I sat back down and sighed.
"Damn, who the hell is she? She gotta be fine if she got both you nigga's sprung." O'Shea asked
"You remember when Malcolm would talk about a girl?" I asked
"Yeah, that girl from BAA. The one that would come and chill with us on the rooftops." O'Shea nodded.
"Her. That's the girl that got me sprung."
"Her?! Damn! Now I know why y'all asses is sprung! I saw her a few days ago. She even finer then when she was back then..but she got kids." O'Shea shook his head. I chuckled at his remark.
"She don't like you. She like them niggas that are educated." Marcus chuckled
"Nigga you dropped out of Highschool!" Me and O'Shea said in unison.
"So?! The hell! At least I was hitting it." Marcus sighed
"Probably played ole girl." O'Shea scoffed
"Possibly." I nudged O'Shea.
"Why would I- y'all some dirty nigga's." Marcus stood up
"Where you going." I asked.
"Going to mind my business. Consider doing it." Marcus flipped us off and walked off. Me and O'Shea began laughing.
"May the best man win." O'Shea chuckled and stood up.
"Best man? Shit, she like educated niggas? Boom! Diploma sitting right in that house." I said and chuckled.
"Man, if you wanna get her to love you more? Buy her flowers, surprise her at work, invite her to lunch. Girls like that shit." He said as he walked down the steps
"Oh and, stop that shit you do." He shook his head.
"What shit?"
