"Go like my post on Instagram." Oscar said tapping my shoulders, a little too hard.

"Okay damn. You don't gotta hit me." I said opening the app.

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"He got Nicki, he know that he hit the jackpot." I rapped to Oscar.

"You a barb? Girl me too." He said. We was walking home from the park because it was getting a lil dark.

Oscar said he didn't give a fuck about the dark because he keep that thang on him but I had to remind him that there was still a loose dog on the run.

"Welp, here's your stop." He said as we stopped in front of my building.

"I guess so." I said.

"You gone make me cry. Stop." He said looking away from me.

This always happens, we do too much when it's time to leave and then the dog pops out of no where and being the dumbasses we are, we run past my house and all around the projects.

"There it go." He yelled. Of course, we ran past my building.

"Oh my godddddd." Oscar yelled as we continued to run. I had been put my phone in my bra cause I'll be damned if I lose my shit.

"I need to run track." I mumbled once we got away from the dog. Oscar was breathing so hard to the point where he started making that wheezing noise.

"Bitch. We ain't even in the projects no more." He said looking around once he finally caught his breath.

"How long was we fucking running?" I asked. We started making our way back to the ghetto, Ratatata.

"A while. Let's go to the store."'he said pulling me towards the corner store.

"Wassam Josh." Oscar yelled once we walked into the store."

"Wassup bitch." Josh said.

"Don't get beside yo self now." Oscar said putting his finger up.

"My bad."

"Ay. We gotta get our stuff for free now since you wanna call me a nigger." Oscar said.

"No we don't." I said pushing him.

"You play to much."

Y'all know me, I got the most shit out of this fucking store. Tragic, Imma be on my six hundred pound life.

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I ain't even finish readying the text message. Obviously, I don't know who the guy was if I didn't reply to his comment. I damn near reply to everybody.

"Separate bags B" Oscar said as we sat our stuff on the counter. M

"Imma pay." He said smiling and holding up a twenty dollar bill.

"I robbed somebody earlier." He smiled.

"You wanna spennnanight at my house?" I asked him.

"Yes bitch. Sleepover." He said. We stopped at his house so he could get some clothes.

"THAT WHY IM STAYING WITH TUTI TONIGHT DUMB BITCH." Oscar yelled at Markell.

"FUCK YOU AND TUTI."

"NOW WHAT THE FUCK DID I DO?" I yelled. I'm always getting dragged into something and I don't even be doing shit.

"Why ain't you answer my text? You block me or some? You must want your ass beat." Lamont asked me as soon as my fucking hand touched the door knob.

"No I donttaaa." I whined.

"I don't even know anybody named bob." I said pushing him so he can let me off the wall.

"How the fuck he know you under 18?"

"I posted that I was 17 and ready to be seen on my birthday. Remember? You laughed at it." I said.

This man really had me explaining myself to him. City girls down 300 points.

"I'm ready Tu— Woahh nigga get her off the wa—Am I interrupting something? I can wait in the living room." Oscar said awkwardly scratching his neck.

"Where y'all going? Why you gotta—WHY DO YOU KEEP QUESTIONING PEOPLE?" I cut him off.

"Don't fucking cut me off."

"Yea I'm out this bitch." Oscar said.

"Me too. You're acting funny and ion like det." I said.

"Call me when you back to your normal, joking self." I mumbled.

Not even two fucking minutes.

"Incoming call from Killer💙." My phone said.

"I'm back to my normal Joking self. Come lay with me." He said.

"N-n-No." Oscar said mocking that dude from school dance.

"Shut up bitch ain't nobody talking to you."

"I can't. I'm having a sleepover with Osc—" He sucked his teeth and hung up.

See, I don't know what the fuck his problem was but he needed to fix that shit right the fuck now.

"He's mad weird like." I said scrunching my face up.

"MAMA." I yelled once I opened my door.

"Girl shut the hell up. Hey Oscar child." She said waving the two of us off. She was watching some movie so I just went o my room.

"Pick a movie." I said throwing the remote at him.

"We getting scared tonight." Oscar said.

"Wait! We gotta take showers first." I said before grabbing my towel and running to the bathroom before him.

I took a shower and handled my business before going back out.

"Ya phone got blown up." Oscar said before grabbing his towel and going to the bathroom.

"What the hell could Darren possibly want?" I mumbled to myself. I wasn't even gone open Lamont's messages.

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"Yea. She off the fucking drugs."

"Love hims" I smiled.