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I laughed at mama red's excitement. She's been dancing & drinking like there's no tomorrow. Everyone from the projects & downtown came to the party. I got a lot of "congratulations" & "your the first person to almost make it out of the hood" gestures. I swear this generation is a mess. Mama red cooked everything out of the cabinets. Everyone is having a good time.
"Heeey, girly."
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"Beverly!" I hugged her tightly "I thought you wasn't coming?"
"Bitch, you really thought I would miss this? My best friend is making it out of the hood. We gon' be some rich bitches."
"And that's on the fat bitch next door."
"And her ugly ass daughter" we dapped & laughed "this is going to be amazing!"
She gave me a serious look "aye, did you talk to mike about them red roses?"
"Yeah, he said it wasn't his but what bother me the most was that he looked scared."
She frowned "mike, scared? Girl, please. He's probably out there planning something crazy."
"No, you should've seen his expression. He had fear in his eyes. I never seen him so shook up like that."
"Sounds like mike got something up his sleeves."
"That nigga is always up to something."
For some odd reason, my brain told me to look towards the front door. My heart immediately started pounding like crazy. My head started spinning like a ferris wheel.
"I can't believe this shit!"
She scrunched her face up "what?"
"That bitch is here!"
"Who?"
"Hello, Michael's side bitch."
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My blood started boiling. I can feel steam coming out of my ears.
"This bitch."
Diana grinned "I heard about your salon opening. I just wanted to swing by & congratulate you."
"How the fuck did you find my place?"
"I might be Michael's wife but I do have some very special people on the line" she flipped her hair "something that you don't have."
"Wait, this is Michael's wife" Beverly asked curiously.
"Yup."
"Oh, so your the bitch that came up in my bestie's salon talking shit" Beverly said aggressively.
"Beverly Rona Stanford, a well-known hoe/stripper. Works at Bobby's Club & Things. Has fucked ten married man & has five side niggas. Never got her degree & still lives with her mother. A spoiled brat with a loose pussy" Diana said while smirking.
Our mouths were wild open. This bitch is stalking my friends life now? The fucking audacity. This end right the fuck now.
"You forgot to mention I went to jail for shooting a nigga in the leg & ass twice" Beverly glared at diana "you can dig up all the dirt in my past all you want. But I'm not a bitch to fuck with. Period."
"Your ass gotta go."
She chuckled "fine, but before I go just know your salon is going to go down hill within six months. Enjoy your little money making while you can."
She made her way out to the door. This bitch is beyond ridiculous. How dare she come up in my crib insulting my best friend?
"You need to tell mike to put his bitch in her place" Beverly sighed "you can't be having that bitch pop up in your salon when you open it. She gon' fuck around get both of us in trouble."
"Hell no, she ain't finna destroy shit that I deserve. I'll be damn if a bitch does. Nah, some things finna be changed around here."
"Damn girl, you starting to sound like me" she laughed "mama red is right I am a bad influence."
I giggled " no, its called "acting mature". I'm tired of being miss. goody two shoes. For now on, I'm new bitch. Welcome to my fucking new world."
That felt good to say. I meant every last word of it. When my mom said make my own decisions, dammit I'm gon' do it. I'm gon' make my own money & nobody is going to stop me. Even if that means to catch a body.
