sorry for any mistakes.
Reina Armani Jackson.
Raj.. | July 10
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"MARCO!" I heard Koda yell, from another aisle.
We were inside Walmart playing tag; and if this nigga think I'm finna respond back, he damn right.
"POLO!" I yelled back, before running in the next aisle.
"Y'all too damn old to be playing this much." Dre shook his head.
I shrugged, and peeked around the aisle, "MARCO!"
"Tag bitch you it." Dre snickered, tagging me.
Ah, it was a damn set up.
He quickly ran before I could even say something to him. I shook my head, throwing punches in the air as I seen Nae pushing the cart down the aisle.
"Y'all too damn grown to be playing so much." Nae shook her head, laughing.
"Bitch you setting me up too?" I made a face, grabbing the nerf gun beside me.
"What?" She retorted with a straight face.
"Nobody is to be trusted." I shook my head, running to the next aisle.
Before I knew it, I ran into somebody.
"Shit, my apologies." I said.
"Why you so in a rush?" I heard a deep voice.
I was not expecting his voice to be so deep.
"I'm kinda in the middle of a game of tag." I chuckled, "I didn't see you there."
"Just making sure my wife is safe." He winked, "I'm Bam."
"Wife?" I snickered, "I'm Raj."
"MARCO!" I heard Koda yell.
"You never seen me." I waved the nerf gun at him.
"Oouuu what you gone do? Shoot me with a foam bullet?" He chuckled, "Yeah a'ight."
"Shooters shoot." I shrugged, backing away.
"Well lemme get ya number lil mama." He shrugged.
"A'ight na' Bam." I chuckled.
He pulled out his phone, and walked towards me. After handing me his phone; I put my number in the phone and gave it back to him. He licked his lips, and called my number.
"MARCO!" I heard Koda, sounding closer than before.
"Lock me in." He shook his head, laughing.
"Ok, gotta blast." I laughed, running down the aisle.
"REINA ARMANI JACKSON." Koda yelled.
I'ma beat this nigga ass and he know it.
"Kody Le'Roy Dickerson." I came around the aisle, mugging him.
"What? That's not even my middle name. Mmcht." He stopped, and looked at me, "I'm not even finna play with you."
"What is your middle name?" I laughed, sitting the nerf gun down.
"Demario." He shook his head.
"Thats even worse." I doubled over in laughter.
"Fuck you." He mugged me.
"Come on y'all." Nae said, meeting us in the aisle, "Y'all niggas play too much."
"Where Dre at? Tell him I wanna fight." I shook my head, putting the nerf gun in the buggy.
