Boss Lady:" anything for my lil Yungin. You coming today right?"

Me:" of cause. You cooking for me, so yes I'm coming"

Boss Lady:" ok. Good and don't forget to go see your nieces"

Me:" yeah, I won't. I'll see you later mama. I must get ready"

Boss Lady" ight son. See you later. Love you and stay out of trouble"

Me:" ok and love you too"

Phone conversation ends

I hang up and put away my phone. I drop my towel on the floor and walk in side my walk in closet. I take out my boxers and put them on looking for something to wear, I take out my black True religion jeans and a black shirt with converse written on it in white. I walk back to my room lotion down my body and put on my cloths and socks. I grab my white Air Forces put them on and leave my room going to the kitchen. A nigga was starving. Walking in the kitchen I open the fridge and the is nothing quick to make. I take an apple, rinse it and eat it. I was about to sit down when I heard a car bell.

"Chris" I said to myself. I quickly run upstairs to grab my phone, gun and wallet and run back down stairs and out the door. I lock it and jog to Chris Black Escalade. I open the door and get in. We had one car at the back following us, but that was just my guards riding in a black charcoal Audi 5.

"Sup, my nigga?" I greet.

"Nun, chillin' birthday boy. So what we doing tonight?" Derrick one of Chris's driver and body guard asks.

"Aye, it's my Yungin 21st we gone turn up. We throwing him a 21st birthday party" Chris says. I smile thinking of all the girls with ass. All in my face. "How many people know about dis?" I ask him

"Like the whole of Nola" He says while laughing. I laugh with him shaking my head. "Aye, nigga stop at Starbucks. A nigga hungry as fuck" Chris tells Dj.

"Ight" He says

"That make the two of us. Damn, I don't think I have been hungry like this before".

"Yeah you have. After Starbucks you want to go somewhere?" Chris asks.

"Yeah. I'mma go see my nieces, they wanna see me and around 3pm I'mma go to my mom's she said she cooking me lunch and y'all can come"

"You know Chris ain't about to turn down some free food" Derrick says with a cheeky smile.

"Damn right, who am I to turn down free, home made, soul food? Huh? Who am I? Ain't about to do that. That food is made with love"

"True and mama's cooking is the best" Dj jumps in. "I feel like y'all forgot that they cooking for me and not y'all" I say. "Man you'll have to be strong. Mama said bring your friends too" this nigga. I laugh as the car came to a stop. "We finally here" Chris said practically jumping out of the car.

"Nigga Starbucks ain't closing, chill".

"Yeah, yeah, yeah"

Dj, Derrick, Rizzy and David get out the car walking our way. They all wear black cloths every day. Sometimes suits, but only if it's something important going on. David and Dj walk in front of us and Derrick and Rizzy at the back. We walk in and everyone looks at us and quickly looks away. I chuckle to myself as I stand in line. The people wanted to move so we could order first.

"Nah its cool. I'll stand in line like everybody else" I tell the young man. "Its just that I respect you way to much to let you stand in line" the boy tells me. He looked around 14-15 years old. He was fairly tall and a lil buff. I chuckle and nod my head. "Thank you man. Ain't no need to breathe heavy when you in front of me"

"Ok. Can I have a pic with you?"

I laugh at this kid. Who he think he talking to? I ain't some celebrity. He be putting me on some Lil Wayne shit. "Nah my nigga I don't take pics. I ain't no celebrity"

"But you a living legend. When I'm older I wanna be like you"

"A living legend, huh? Nah my nigga this here ain't life. You have to live all your life looking over your shoulder and sleeping with your eye open. Finish school and become something more" I tell him

"Yeah. I guess you right". "Mhm. Now turn and order." He turns around and I take out my phone going on instagram. I liked a few pictures. I have 10K people following me. I dont follow anyone on my instagram account . I answer a few people and than the lady at the cash register spoke.

"Hello. Welcome to Starbucks, how may I help you?" That voice sounds very familiar. It was an accent I knew very well. I rose my head and looked up at her. She also looked up at the same time at me and gasped.

"I-its it's y-yo-you...again"

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