Don't Get Pulled In

Chapter 9 - KC

My outfit for this party is dope as hell. After I get my hair done I go pick up my friends. Tiffany is wearing a Tupac T-Shirt, some dark jeans, a gold watch, and some Black Converse. Amoura is wearing a red dress, and some gold studded sandals. Jayla wearing a white t shirt with red roses on them, jeans, and red Huaraches. We all go to Culver's before the party. I texted Shiana hours ago but she still hasn't texted me back.
"What 'chu keep checking yo phone for KC?" Asks Amoura.
"Tryna see if Shiana texted me back, I'm worried about her," I say.
"Maybe she's like away from her phone," says Tiffany.
"Or she can be acting light skin like Tiffany," Jayla says and then starts laughing.
"Um bitch I am light skin so shut up," she says and then laughs. "Y'all I hope it be some fine ass niggas at this party."
"Right," says Amoura.
"You betta stop Amoura," Jayla says laughing. "Before I tell Lemarjay."
"Shut up bitch. Please do not bring him up," Amoura says with a disgusted look on her face.
"Don't do Lemarjay like that," says Tiffany.
"Gurl fuck him," says Amoura.
"Come on y'all lets go I'm ready to get to this party," I say excited.
"Ole happy flappy ass," says Amoura. "You just wanna see Marshawn."
"Y'all foreal come on," I say.
We throw our stuff away and get into my car. I turn my radio all the way up and Bad and Boujee comes on, probably our favorite song to sing together.
"You know so we ain't really mever had no old money, we got a whole lotta new money doe," I sing, Amoura and Jayla starts laughing.
We all start singing at the top of our lungs. " Offset, WHOO! WHOO! WHOO! WHOO! WHOO!" We sing in unison.
"I take yo bitch right from you, bitch I'm a dog. ROOF!" We sing.

By the time we get to the party it's crowded as hell. When walk in Bounce Back by Big Sean is blaring through the speakers. I walk into the living room to look for Marshawn and I see Caidon, Drez, McKinley, and some other dude with a black jacket on leaning against the countertop. I go over and shake up with them.
"Wassup y'all," as soon as I approach the guy with them walks away.
"What 'chu on shorty," Caidon says smiling.
"Aye KC, put me on wit one of yo friends," says Drez.
       "They want fine niggas Drez. Fine niggas," I say laughing.
       "I'm fine as hell," he says.
       I catch a glimpse of Marshawn on the patio.
"I a see y'all later," I say walking towards Marshawn. I come up from behind him and put my hands over his eyes.
       "Guess who?" I ask.
       "Dis betta not be Kaydo," he says.
        I laugh. "Shut up."
       I kiss him then sit on his lap.
       "Wassup witchu?"
       "Nun I just missed you," I say.
       "You look bad as hell shorty. But you missing sumn," he says pulling out a brand new gold Rolex.
"Marshawn," I say shocked. "Why you buy me this expensive ass watch?"
"I just want 'chu to have a rollie on yo wrist so you look better when you dance," he says.
"Dum ass," I say. He starts laughing. "Thank you baby," I say hugging and kissing him. I could've stayed there all night until I heard a whole bunch of people chanting my name. When I go back inside I don't believe what I see.