𝐀 𝐇𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐅𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞 - 𝐏𝐨𝐩 𝐒𝐦𝐨𝐤𝐞

𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐤

10pm
After a very long & extended day of school and shopping I was finally back at my abuela's house.

"What's the word tomorrow?" I ask as he parks in front of the house.

"They got me in a meeting, and in the studio. But that's not til later on.. I want you to come with ne though. Meet some of the people on my team. You know get situated or whatever."

"Ouuu I always wonder what goes on in your meetings like how it looks inside Republic too, don't bring me ima bug out you know Ariana signed to Republic if I ever ran into her I'd be fanned out forreal!" I laugh as he laughs, "And i'm so deadass. Nobody can tell me 'act professional' ima bug out."

"There's like a 50% chance. I mean usually when I go, there's rarely anyone there—other artists. Like the building big but it ain't that damn big," He chuckles.

"What time is the meeting?" I start gathering all my stuff in the front seat.

"It's at four then they paying for my studio time so I got that."

We both get out the front seat and go to the back seat to where all my bags were. I watch as Pop holds seven bags on one arm and seven on the other.

"Okay stronghold," I laugh making him shake his head.

I grab the remaining five bags before we go inside.

"She's still at the restaurant i'm guessing," He grunts plopping the bags on the couches, "And woo. Where's woo?"

"I haven't called him in a minute neither lemme see wassup with him," I grab my phone from my purse.

"Probably caught up still playing ball."

"Papi, que pasa!" I say as he answers. He was still very much at the Y. His face was covered in sweat. His breathing was heavy and he was around his friends.

"I'm fine. Got caught up. Tae's picking us up ima stay the night at Damien and Chris' tonight.. I already asked wella she said she didn't care."

"Okay," I sigh looking up at Pop.

"See he's fine," Pop reassures me.

"Is that your sister calling to check on you aw!"

"Suck my dick nigga. Worry bout yours who sucks sick for a living bitch! Mind yours."

"FUCK YOU!"

"FUCK YOU!"

"Relax," I say.

"Nah cause nigga been dickriding since I got here like leave me alone bitch!" He laughs as other people around him laugh, "Alright later Ci I love you."

"Later I love you too and be safe."

"Always always," He nods before hanging up.

Tuesday May. 7. 2019
3:00pm

"Dionteeee!" I shout answering his phone call making him laugh.

I was just getting out of school with Cameron. The plan was to take him to our aunts house before I went to abuela's to change and get ready to go out with Pop—per usual.

"Bebaaaaa! I feel like it's been a minute!" He laughs.

"We literally talked this morning," I laugh, "But wassup what's tea! What's going on?" I ask starting the car, "It's hotter than fuck out here."