Sean
Ever since I talked to Ebony last night, I cant get my mind off of her. I dont know exactly why, but what I do know is I can hang around a girl like her all day.You don't find those type of girls often around here.. She was different in every way.
"Hellooooo..Sean?" I snapped out of my thoughts and looked down at Brittney. Yall might be questioning who she is, but to be honest she was just a broad around the way for me.
"Oh yea, whats up baby?" I said with my smooth tone.
"Did you hear me? I said you not even gettin' up whats the problem?" She whined.
I tried my hardest not to laugh as I tried to ease her mind. "Im sorry...It's just alot of shit goin' on right now." with the most fakest sad voice ever.
I buckled my pants and sat up all the way on the couch.
"Look I gotta go, but imma page you aight? You know I'll be back." I said looking her in her eye.
"Yea okay Sean." She said annoyed.
I don't know why she trippin on me like all the niggas dont be comin' through here to get they rock soft.
I pushed out a small laugh, "Aight."I shrugged and walked out. I grabbed my keys out my pocket and headed to my new car.
It was 4 years old, but it was still a dope ass ride that everybody around the hood was diggin'. A 1991 Ford Mustang GT. I felt like I accomplished somethin'.. My first car.
I grew hungry after smokin' my blunt, It was 2:45pm. A beautiful sunny day, and all the Ogs and Ganstas was out chasin' loop.
A regular day in the hood, but it also set the mood for what a nigga was about to eat.. McDonalds. I smiled with low red eyes as I approached the drive thru microphone.
"Welcome to Mcdonalds, what can I get for you." A female answered.
"Let me get a muhfuckin' uhh.. Ight let me get a BigMac with everything but no pickle, a large fry, and your largest Orange Fanta with alot of barbecue sauces." I said.
"Will that be all sir?" "Yeah." I answered back getting my money situated.
"Alright, 10.65 at the window sir." I pulled up to the side of the window gave them the exact cost, and pulled up to the second window.
"Here's your food sir, have a good day." The lady said with a flirty smile "And check the inside of your bag" She said winking at me. I bit my bottom lip "Fasho."I responded smoothly
I pulled off into the street, looked into the bag and saw a white sticky note attached to my Big Mac. "We should hook up sometimes.. call me 219-546-5801."
I laughed and threw the sticky note out my car window.
A riot of kids came flooding the scene as I stopped at a red light. I checked my watch and it read 3:00 WestsSide students must be just now gettin' out.
A girl with a black and white plaid oversized jacket and a tanish shirt, and oversized highwaisted black jeans walked with a girl in the close but yet far distance.
She was only close enough for me to see what she had on. They looked real familiar but I just couldn't quite catch who she was.
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RomanceIt is the year of 1995 & 17 year old good girl in the hood Ebony, is an ambitious, petite, smart, and hardworking young woman. What will happen when she bumps into smooth talking, social bad boy, money making Sean? .. I guess you will have to read t...