"Oh I'm so sorry about that. You can order again and you won't have to pay." The person said.
I nodded and ordered again.
I stood next to a table waiting.
"Ain't nobody got time for this ghetto ass shit." I mumbled.
"Right." I heard someone say next to me. "I hate coming to they ghetto asses. Never again."
I laughed. "This my first time coming to this one. The one I usually go to ain't open for some reason."
She chuckled. "They got yo order wrong?" She asked.
"Yep." I said nodding.
"Mines too bitch. That little ass girl over their rude as hell." She said.
"FORREAL." I said.
"What's yo name?" She asked me.
"Jayla."
"Mm well I'm Bianca." She said.
I nodded.
They called an order out.
"That's mine. I'll see you around maybe." She said before walking away.
After Bianca left they called my order out too and I got my food and left.
————————
"You should've slapped that hoe." Destiny said as we were eating and I was telling her what happened at McDonald's.
"I should've.." I mumbled.
I got a notification from my phone and I checked it seeing a random number had texted me.
404-278-6109
Yooo.
Tf is this?
Sheem.
Who tf is Sheem
I waited for a reply but instead the person FaceTimed me making me scrunch my face up.
I put my finger over the camera and answered.
I saw pickle stealer in the camera and he laughed.
"Move your finger from the camera foo." He said.
I moved my hand and mugged him.
"Don't be callin my phone like dat. Fuck wrong witchu." I said.
"Shut yo ass up." He said.
I rolled my eyes.
"How'd you even get my number? Nigga do you even know my name." I said.
"Your sister gave me both of those information."
I looked up at Destiny and she was looking at me twisting her lips to the side.
