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jay looked at me dumb "who don't know india? she's been roscoe's lil sister since a youngin. i don't know how you ain't never seen her around"
"damn everybody likes india," melz spoke "i kinda like her though though, i'd pick india over crystal any day"
"chill out on my bitch" "you need to pick a bitch, you was saying india was yo girl now crystal yo girl" "i want em both"
"both of what?" crystal asked coming outside. everybody turned and looked at her "nun don't worry about it. go back upstairs"
"i'm bored upstairs and— i need to talk you about something"
i got up following her upstairs to my room & closed my door.
"so ?" i waited for her to talk.
"do you talk to that girl we seen talking to quan?" i smacked my teeth. she called me up here to argue? "crystal get out my face wit that shit. i already told you i don't fuck wit her"
"it sure do seem like it the way you were staring at her" "i wasn't staring at the bitch"
"whatever. i'm going home, you're a liar" "ight ima tell you the truth," she turned to hear what i had to say "i use to fuck wit her but i don't fuck wit her no more. i want you"
it was so easy to convince her because i know she never got over me. i mean how could you?
- next day 04/26
india perez
"but are you coming or not" i was trying to plan my best friends birthday party & getting people to come was the easiest and hardest part of it all.
"i'm coming lil sis, i gotchu" roscoe said. we was on facetime but i peeped somebody was in the car with him "aye who you in the car wit?" "it's just me dudey lo, and deplayforkeeps you know dat" "pass them the phone real quick"
he handed them the phone so i could see both of them at the same time "aye y'all coming to my best friend birthday party?"
"who ya best friend ?" dudey asked "kalani" i answered. "i hope it's not no lil kid shit"
"fuck i look like throwing a kiddie ass party? this big india" "oh word?" "yuh! and she turning 18 so you know she wit allat shit" "ight bet we in there. we can slide wit the gang?"
"fasho— just don't bring you know who"
dee turned to roscoe "who she talking bout"
roscoe started laughing so hard that he dead started coughing from the smoke going down his throat. "what's funny?" i said starting to get annoyed because roscoe always laughs in serious situations.
"nah cause why my son dd say he dead don't fuck witchu no more cause of some nigga at yo school, wassup wit that?"
"nah what ? ian know her and dd was fucking wit each other for real i thought it was just for the video" dee was so left out the loop "i thought it was just for the video too" dudey joined in.
