"What?" Nicki asks.
"Dre is picking us up in a few, get dressed."
"Where we going?" She asks, getting up off the bed.
"He said one of his friends are having a get together."
"Oh okay."
*A couple of hours later.*
Nick & I had just finished getting dressed and we were currently waiting for Dre to come get us.
"Didn't this nigga say he was on his way?" Nicki asks, while applying lip gloss to her lips.
"Yeah, he said that 20 minutes ago." I tell her.
"We-" Nicki starts to say, but gets cut off by the sound of a horn.
"Speak of the devil."
Getting our stuff, we walk out of my room & pass the living room. Stopping to tell my Dad that I was going out, we make our way outside. Getting into the front seat of Dre's car while Nicki gets into the back Dre pulls out of the driveway & into the street.
"Y'all look nice, witch'yall ugly selfs." Dre says, as he stops at a stop light.
^Kay & Nicki.
"Nigga how we look nice & be ugly?" Nicki says.
"Shut'cho ass up, betta be glad I gave you a compliment." He says.
"Thank you, I think." I say, laughing at Dre's pettiness.
"So who's 'get together' is this?" Nicki asks Dre.
"One of my niggas."
"Duh Dre! Who is your nigga?"
"One of the niggas I work wit." He says, pulling up to a familiar house.
Looking around nervously, I look towards Dre and see him taking his seat belt off.
"Ohh this is nice." Nicki says.
"Dre, this is Life's house." I mumble.
"Yeah, how you know?"
"I just know, why are we here?" I ask him.
"Some of my niggas & bitches coming ova hea' to chill." He says. "C'mon let's go." He says, getting out the car.
Getting out of the car, me and Nicki follow Dre up the driveway.
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Fanfiction"Everybody's at war with different things, I'm at war with my own heart sometimes." - Tupac Shakur. ******************* August Anthony Alsina or 'LIFE' as he is known by around the streets, is a cold hearted drug dealer, King pin to be exact. Every...
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