A Hood Rat Love Story

Steppin With Kitty Cat Converse

Today was starting off bussin. My baby daddy had finally come and picked up his kid and me and bonqueesha was finna hit up the club tonight. But first I had to get some work done. I called up my friend Nigha.

"Ato wassup mamas?" He asked.

"Nun I was just wondering if you could "get" me and outfit".

"Oh ight I know watchu you mean. I gotchu sweetheart don't worry".

After five minutes I heard a knock on my door.

When I opened the door I saw my friend holding a bag. He pushed passed me and said "hurry up the cops is lookin for me"

As I took the bag I went up to my room.

I had taken out what was in side and put it on my bed.

I saw a beautiful dress and heels.

When I looked at the dress I could already see how many guys I was finna finesse.

"Ayo thanks homie, I'll pay you back later" I said while dapping my friend up.

"Pay me back? The fuck you mean? I stole dat shit, kneegrow style"

He said bye and I called up my home girl.

"Da fuq you want hoe?" She asked

"Talk to me nice or don't talk to me twice. AH PERUOD" I yelled.

"But for real what is it? You know I got five kids to take care of"

"Girl ain't nobody told you to go sleep with dashiaruis. You know he got blue waffle"

"Okay are you done bashing my baby daddy?"

"Alright fine I really called you to tell you that I messin with Tyrone again" I said

"NIGHA WHAT"

"Yeah he called me the other day and told me that he got out of jail and he just sounded so FOINEEEE. I couldn't resist"

"You know what? I wanna finna spend this child support on a babysitter for these lil dookie booty kids so we can hit up the club but nah. You can go with Tyrone instead" she said as she hung up the phone.

I got mad tight as I got ready to go get my lace front done.

As I was going to my hairdresser, Keisha's place, I saw this talk dark chocolate man walk past.

It looked like I caught his attention cause he then called out "Ayo ma!" I turned around to make sure it was me he was talkin to.

"Yeah you stank. You gotta boyfriend?"

I immediately thought of Tyrone. This guys was soooo fine but Tyrone just got his stimmy money so I said "sorry but I do. My boo thank keepin me in my bag".

He smiled and said "well if you ever want a Jay Z to your Beyoncé you know who to call" as he handed me a piece of paper with his number on it.

I forgot about that Nigha as soon as I stepped into the hair salon.

The smell of lace fronts hit my nose harder than my ex.

"Hey keisha imma just need a lil lace done dats all" I said sitting down in the chair.

When I saw the finish product I wasn't even disappointed. My girl came THROUGHHHH.

After that I went back to my house to go get ready to go to the club. I took a shower so I wouldn't smell like bounce dat ass on a Tuesday.

When I was finally leaving I made sure I had my dollar store lipgloss and my box cutter just in case I saw a mother f*clef tryna run up on me.

I took an Uber pool cause I was too broke to get an Uber.

When I walked into the club I was ready to start shakin Ass. The beats were slowly manipulating my body and I was just dancing, not paying attention to anything around me until I felt that I bumped into someone.

"Oh it's you again" I heard someone say. It was the guy from the block.

We took some time and got to know each other. His name was Dre and every time he spoke I was just THINKIN bout how I was finna have his kids.

But all of a sudden I heard someone yell "YO WHO THE FUCK IS DIS NIGGA"

It was Tyrone.

"Tyrone! It's not what it looks like I pro-"

"Ion wanna hear nun of dat shi. Who's dis nigga" he asked me again

But before I could answer him I heard Dre say "how's that any of yo business GOOFY"

"Oh so you can talk now. Last time I checked you was more silent than the roaches in my kitchen"

"Tyrone we were just hanging out together"

"Nah ion want no manz hangin around my stank" Tyrone said.

"Listen man do we have a problem?" Dre asked.

Tyrone looked HEATED. He walked up to Dre slowly and said "you know what? We do gotta problem. First I catch you talkin to MY bitch and now you got the nerve to disrespect the big dawg. Yeah you ain't walkin away from this one. Meet me by quantavious's block at 8 pm. You finna catch dis fade".

Both me and Dre watched Tyrone leave the club. I was still shook at about what just happened but Dre looked like he was ready to throw hands.

Later that night...

I kept trying to talk Dre out of fighting cause I didn't want him to get hurt but he wouldn't listen.

I ended up just follow Dre instead of trying to talk him out of it.

But when we pulled up we didn't just see Tyrone... we saw the whole gang.