" This is the New York I wanna see" I said smiling.
It wasn't much. But I feel so uncomfortable and weird the fact that I have to change how I act around white people. I'm already to Black for the white folks.
People on the Streets selling all types of CD's , T-Shirts and Jewelry. All of em was Black folks and the whites was just passing em and ignoring them.
" Come on." Bashar grabbing my hand pulling me down the street.
" What is this considered?" I asked
" Canarsie , The South east side. This is my Before and After Clayco." He explained.
" Here go my momma crib right here." He pointed out walking up the stairs of a brick Townhome.
" Ayo Moms look who hea." He yelled as he closed the door behind me.
Then Ms. Jackson came around the corner stomping. " Bashar What I told yo ass about yelling in my house." She saw me and stopped in her tracks.
" Is that My Baby? Look at you , You so grown now and girl don't you look good." She said hugging me and grazing her thumb across my cheeks.
" Come on Sit Down we got a lot to catch up on." She said getting me a chair.
Later that night🌟
Tonight, Bashar told me and Marisa about a party. But I can't get ready Because she been drilling me trynna be nosey since she got back." Yo ass still over there smiling." Marisa said.
" My Bad ! It was just fun. I might just give him another chance, I don't know. " I smiled looking in the mirror putting on makeup.
" How you know he ain't gon break yo heart again?" Maria asked
" There isn't a Again ... Because the first time we broke each other's hearts. More so of me breaking his honsetly." I explained and sighed remembering.
" I ain't never seen this side of you... I might have to check into this dude." She said coming in the bathroom fixing her hair before placing a hat on top.
" Anyways you ready?" I asked knowing we were about to be late if we didn't leave soon.
" Yeah , Let's dip out."
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" Okay cuz.... Who Thought they could compete?"
At the Party🌟
Our Driver pulled us up on the side of the curb to the club. I looked up to see the sign read The 40/40 club. " Okay This is it." We got out the car Locking arms with each other as fans screamed.
" So y'all asses thought y'all was finna fly outta the state without me." Lexi said pushing up against my shoulder.
We forgot to call her ass." Fuck" me and Marisa both said.
" We sorry Boo , But you looking good as fuck though. Now.....Let's go get drunk!!!" I said linking farms with her.
" But, ain't no Party Like a Big B party." Brandon ass came out of the club smiling.
" You here too Brandy" Marisa cooed hugging him.
" You already know what time it is." I smirked pointing to the doors as we all walked in the club.
They was playing my song, Love in this club by Usher and everybody was feeling it.
" Y'all want some drinks?"
" I want some heavy and hard."I said with all them agreeing as brandon went and got the drinks.
Meanwhile we hit the dance floor with our drinks and showed out. We twerked on any and everybody who hyped us up.
I Kept getting this major feeling that somebody was watching me. Maybe it was just these drinks kicking in. Damn can I have my face back , Y'all Hoes Mad or Nah? It was Bitches in every corner staring at us.
💥Gunshots💥
I all did was ducked down and felt myself getting pulled out of the club and thrown into a car. I couldn't feel or hear Marisa, Lexi , or Brandon.
I was scared out my mind all I thought about was the greater good of god. But I found myself panicking too much and It all went black.
Where do you think Mulatto ended up? What Happened to Brandon , Marisa and Lexi? * Sorry for any Mistakes* Later Luvbugs🌚💫-The author
