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"Shut the fuck up punk" she yelled. "I know you are not yelling at me sloppy titties" I said back. We were in the car on the way to Florida when suddenly we were playing yo mama but it was funny cuz we had da same momma. She got mad when it went from yo momma to bitch yo ass so skinny you can hula hoop through a cheerio. I am dying laughing. "Who the hell you calling sloppy titties yo dumb ass thought a crackhead put a fake ticket on your windshield at the mall and was calling random people faggots you got two tickets in one hour. She stated matter of factly. "Well if I wasn't so used to yo ass giving crackheads money I wouldn't be so paranoid now would I". I said back. "Who fault is that you da one that said carii give him a dollar cari give him a dollaa". I laughed remembering that day when we was at the gas station and a nigga asked her for a dollar. At first she said no but she gave in when I started making her feel bad about it. "I am tellling you that wasn't me" I said. "Well who was it Hawaiian your imaginary friend"
"Actually it was his name is Jim bob Bethune. Yea you no Mary McLeod Bethune yup that lady brother". She was laughing but I was dead ass serious. if only she knew i said to myself. "OK OK I'm done talking I'm going to sleep wake me up when we get to Florida". Well you might as well stay up cuz we here all we need is to get to our apartment I rented out down here". We are in the dogwood apartments of Pensacola fl. "oh my god Hawaii it is so beat down in these parts of town you couldn't have rented out a townhouse or something" she asked. "Hell no do you no how much it cost to move across the country you better be happy you ain't living In a damn box on that corner right there". She mumbled something incoherently. "Huh what was it?" I asked in my Haitian accent "nigga you ain't Haitian I swear yo so stupid people will shoot you for making fun of where they are from stupid".
"I ain't afraid of no ghosts GHOST BUSTERS" i said pulling up in the parking lot of dogwood. "Let's go homie" I said taking my sisters hand. "Go where ain't nothing here but some beat down apartment and a nasty old basketball court" she said.
"Ok and I am talking about the beat down apartment so come on" I said putting the key in the door. We go in and it's not as bad as we thought it was gonna be if anybody was stunned it was definitely cari. "Ok hawaiian it's not that bad I'm actually shocked Now please go get the furniture so we can start decorating". I laughed because at first she didn't want to put new furniture in a old ragedy apartment but now that she looks inside she wants to decorate. "We can go get a couple of beds and pillows and blankets but that's it because we both need a job right now". "Nigga you got money to blow I don't know why you put us here but I'm not tripping off of that cuz I know as soon as you get down wit team M and start selling for Apollo you gonna move out and get a new place so can you please stop tripping" she said going to sit down on the kitchen counter. "No actually stupid I will b buying you a house and I will rent out all of these apartments and make me a super mansion" I say to her.
I pick up my keys so we can go to the grocery store and pick up some furniture because a nigga can't live in a bare house best believe that shit. "Let's go" I tell carielle.
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Love It or Leave it
RomanceCari is a 17 year old girl who graduated high school early and has no plans of going to college until she meets majesty while in Florida on a job search. they fall in love but who knows how long they will stay together.