post fifteen | jadon sancho

6:30pm

2015.

"manuelle, my mums gonna kill me - you know im a shit liar and she's already mad at me for getting in trouble at school"

"girl you said you wanted the garms we have to be the ones to get it - i already told him that you're coming, he might think im trying to swindle him if i go alone"

"i know i know" replied the girl solemnly, putting her hood up.

it was just past 5:00pm on a friday, it was the last day of term, before the christmas break and manuelle and ezinne were waiting at a south london bus stop waiting to go to the house of someone who was reselling some cloths that ezinne had wanted for a long time. it was literally 1°C outside and ezinne had socks on - she hated the feeling of tights on her skin. she shivered as the bus finally arrived.

...

ezinne fell asleep on the bus and manuelle woke her up, when they arrived at their stop it was 6:01pm and pitch black out side other than a few illuminated lampposts because it was peak winter time. after a short walk they stood infront of the supposed address.

"this is it - apparently" said manuelle.

ther wire light flashing from the windows of this house, the hum of loud music could be heard from outside and spontaneous cheers would ripple through the floor. they reluctantly walked up to the door.

"you knock" ezinne laughed.

"why me, you knock." manuelle said scared.

"i don't know this guy, you do" ezinne rebutted.

"fine"

manuelle knocked three times. no response. she knocked again. no response. manuelle knocked for a third and final time and it was so loud that the party quietened down a bit - as if they were scared.

someone came to the door.

"rah manuelle, you didn't have to be that loud" an unfamiliar person said.

"well you'd would've heard me of you didn't have alcohol plugging your ears"

"who's this?" david asked looking at ezinne.

"this is my friend who wanted the stuff" manuelle said switching eye contact between her best friend and her ex taking stage.

"oh yeah, come through"

david led the pair into the house, they got a few weird stares because they were two girls in their school uniform, ezinne had her hood up and her hands in her pockets so no one could really see her face. david let them up the stairs into a room. he gave ezinne a jd bag which had the tracksuits and beanies that she's been wanting for ages.

"£70" david said blankly.

ezinne took her hood down and looked eyes with david, manuelle had told her £45 and that was all she had in her pocket. when david saw her, he retracted his statement.

"but because you're a sweet one - £50"

"how about £40?" ezinne tried to hustle, she thought she could save £5 and get herself some morley's when they left.

"yeah no chance darlin, that's almost a 50% discount, £45 is my final offer take it or leave it"

"i'll take it"

ezinne handed the boy two twenties and a fiver.

during the exchange, he held the money and her hand and said - "one condition - you have to stay a while"

"what? the party?"

"yeah, the mandem to beanie ratio is crazy - tryna get some balance"

"fine" both of the girls agreed recluctantly.