"If yah status ain't hood
I ain't checkin' for him
Betta be street if he lookin' at me
I need a soldier
That ain't scared to stand up for me
Known to carry big things if yah know what I mean"
This Story Takes Place in Los Angeles, California
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Friday August 3rd, 2008 Los Angeles, California 10:59pm
Zahir's POV
"This lame." I complain to myself while watching people interact
'Those ho's left me'
Shit like this ain't never really excite me. People gettin mad sloppy and dancin on each other ain't neva sat right with me
'Like ya'll just okay with making a fool outta ya'll selves'
"Why yo lame ass ova hea by yoself?" I heard Andre yell over the music while walking my way
"Ain't shit else to do."I shrug looking around until my eyes landed on Ivy talking to some lightskin nigga, "Who that is?" I ask Andre while starring at the two
"Thats that nigga uhh.." He started and began to snap his fingers tryna remember who he is, "Mykel." He exclaimed because he could finally remember the name
"Why he talking to Ivy?" I ask trying not to come off as jealous
"Why, you jealousss?" He dragged with a ugly ass smirk on his face
'Ole demon faced ass nigga'
"Fuck up." I muttered to him before making my way over to Ivy and Myles
"Lemme holla at you right quick, Ivy." I call out as soon as I approached them
"Okay, excuse me really quick Mykel." She excused herself from Milo and walked with me outside, "Wassup?" She asked once we reach the front yard
"I thought you liked that nigga Tyriq." I said to her, taking a sip of my drink to seem nonchalant
'BOYYYYY, You know damn well'
"I do, Mykel is just a guy from my geometry class last year." She shrugged and looked around the yard
"Why you like that nigga anyways?" Referring to Tyriq, finally asking the question that's been on my mind since Monday
"Now you know I like hood niggas."She told me with a 'duh' tone looking at me like I was stupid
"Me, Andre, and Khalil hood niggas, and I ain't neva heard of you likin anyone of us." I say looking her in the eye and looking away
'She got a nigga nervous and shit, got them whatchamacallits in my stomach'
"Yeah, but ya'll like my brothers so I don't see ya'll like that." She shrugged not even seeing that she really hurtin a nigga
"Oh Okay, I'm bout ta head out, go tell them I'm gone." I told her, trying to just go so she don't see that i'm upset
"Why?" She asked, probably sensing my change in mood
