Dear, Ice

DI: 5

Riah plugged her phone to the aux and played kodak black- side nigga as we drove to the nightclub. Putting one hand on the bottom of the steering wheel I sped up going ninety miles per hour. When we arrived at the scene it was thick mostly men were in the line since all the girls got to cut. Before getting out the car I put on lotion and sprayed perfume. Jerrell peeped us out and called us to where he was. We walked right in and instantly the smell of weed and some other shit hit my nose. Looking forward there was a man standing up with braids going to the back of his head and a tattoo on his forehead, ice.

Jerrell walked us to the V.I.P section and what do you know hoes already mugging you and whispering. That was one of the reasons I didn't like being around females other then Tai and Riah. Bitches always mad for no reason and be so envious I hate it. When we got to the section there was multiple niggas and a couple females. They had a variety of liquor like Ciroc, Patron, Amsterdam, and my favorite Hennessy.

"Ay,Ay dere go my sisters" Dwight slurred drunk as ever as he came our way. I chuckled as he hugged me like he hasn't seen me in forever. Everyone introduced themselves and I made my way to the bottle, getting ready to pour me a cup. Throwing my head back the alcohol burned my chest. Rich homie quan- milkmarie began to play as I poured me some more liquor.

(If I wanna fuck her she gon always say yes ay'
Lay her on her back while I'm gripping
On her chest her ex don't want that
No that nigga wasn't this
That nigga extra lame he dont want
No conflict)

Putting my cup to my lips I watched ice rap along to the lyrics he was feeling it. Jerrell never told me about him why he kept him away? This man is fine.

"It's ladies night right" the Dj called out making the crowd go crazy Riah and Tai grabbed me and we ran to the floor. "This one for y'all" ball greezy- dats my bae boomed through the club and I automatically turned up. The liquor still hadn't done its job yet but I was a little tipsy, just a little bit.

Dropping down I placed my hands above my head rocking back and forth in a squatting position.

"Oouuu buss it friend" Riah hyped me up as I stuck my tongue out, continuing to dance. Out of breath I told them I would be back. Heading back to the section to get another cup Ice was the only one there chilling.
I reached for the bottle but his hand ended up on it.

"How old are you" even his voice was sexy. What the fuck.

"Why"

"I'm tryna get to know you" he was straight forward no shortcuts or nothing. My cup of tea.

"I'm grown" leaning back he chuckled at me. I made a mental note to remind myself to ask Jerrell or Dwight for his number.

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Amora sky |18

Mariah Smith |17

Tai'Sani Black |18

Ezekiel "Ice" Abadi |22

Jerrell Williams |20

Dwight Johnson |19