[The 64th - King Von]

Chapter 001 - The 64th

I move up in the line. " Simone what you getting" .

She scrolled down her phone. " I don't know but probably the six wings and two sides".

We move up as we were next. " Hello welcome to southern blues how may I take your order".

I pull out my wallet. " umm let me have your whitening fish with fries amd your six wing meal with fried and coleslaw" .

She looks up. " okay your total is 17.35"

I swipe my card as I went to wait for my number to be called it was abut crowded. I look on my phone as I see Dayvon enter as I look the other way. I don't feel like talking to these niggas right now.

Simone starts to laugh. "It's about to get crazy" .

I move around as nerves start to ticker. " Number 42" .

I get up as I get the food I turn around as I make eye contact with him for a good four seconds. I walk out the place.

I take a deep breath. " yo we the fuck did me have to make eye contact" .

Simone gets in the car. " how the fuck I'am I suppose to know that maybe it's a sign" .

I roll my eyes. " bitch no the fuck it ain't don't even put that out in the universe" .

I don't what is going on. Count back home it's supposed to be about family and friends not this. I'am starting to feel like I should have stayed in Baltimore. I might co to his party but i'am second guessing because I don't want to force shit that don't need attention. Maybe after a few days I will feel different about things but I'am just so confused.

Dayvon Bennett

Wasgud bitches my name is Dayvon but I got by Von for short. I never graduated schools was never for me. Being 21 and drug dealer is going well so far. My life has not been the best movie my mom is probably high somewhere my dad is locked up in New York. I don't really give a fuck about none of them. They can both die I don't really care. I started selling drugs when I was eight it's not that bad. I visit my grandma sometimes but she be doing her own thing.

I just got out of prison for three years on some assault with a deadly weapon or some dumb shit like that. Imma have a party tomorrow. Dakota act like she ain't see me but imma just let it pass because she gonna come to my party. I pull up to the trap house as I go in through the back door.

I sit down as I light a blunt. " nigga you ready for this party tomorrow it's finna be some shit".

Durk sits down as I pass it to him."tuh I'am trynna get some bitches in here and nigga we gon have a good time" .

I put gloves on as I start to weight the cocaine one the scale. I start bagging it up putting it in the book bag.

I zip the bookbag up as I take two puffs of the blunt passing it to him. "so how many people you think finna come to this party" .