One In A Million

Doubt It

Chris B.

I woke up and groaned loudly. Today is hella busy for me.

I gotta pick up my mom from LAX and from there we got to check out these houses for her.

I took a quick shower because Im already running late.

I dressed in something simple today, just some black jeans,
a plain white T and a light blue jean jacket over it.

I put on my Timbs, and a black and white BLACK PYRAMID snapback.

Now this is the hard part, picking which car Imma drive.

I finally just choose my original baby, My orange Lambo.

As soon as my ass touch the seats I pulled off. I love driving this car.

I pulled into a parking space in the LAX parking lot. Big Pat was already here waiting for me.

"Momma J gone beat yo ass for being late" he said escorting me inside

"No she aint, she luh me" I said blocking my face from the cameras

I couldn't find her, and I know her plane landed already.

"Yo Pat you seen my moms?"

"Nigga I came in here when you did"

"Right" I said still looking for her

My mom is short, light skin lady, so this shall be a fun.

I was about to put out an Amber Alert for her, until Pat spotted her

"Found her" Pat said pointing towards a coffee stand

"MOMMA!" I yelled running over to her

"CHRISTOPHER" she yelled back, hugging my waist because thats all she could reach

I stuck my tongue out at Pat and then got a slap to my head

"Ow, what was that for?" I asked picking up her bags

"You were late Maurice" she said grabbing her purse and walking out the airport doors

I looked at Pat

"Dont even think about it" I said following my mom

I put her bags in the car and then opened her door and let her in.

"Son you know I dont like theses fast cars" she said putting her seatbelt on

"Just relax, we will be at the house in no time" I said putting my seatbelt on and pulling out the space

"Just drive slow please" she said

I smirked and drove slow, but when we got to the back roads I sped up

"CHRISTOPHER! Slow down before I beat yo ass" she yelled and slapped my arm

"MOMMA!" I gasped

"Sorry jesus" she said lifting her hand up

I laughed and pulled up to the first house and walked over to meet the brokers.

Gia T.

Laila and I got to LA yesterday and rested for today.

The first house we showed went fast.

We were already on the third house and I was tired as hell. This shit is stressful. Its literally a bunch of back and forth with bids, and rich people arguing over which property is better.

I have no idea how Laila does this for a living.

"Ok, this is a private showing and we only do private showing for celebrities and important people so please be professional" she said fixing her blazer