Lauren's POV
"Yo let's go play ball"
"You tryna get yo ass whooped Lauren"
"Keep talking shit Miguel, call the other two, I'll be ready in like three hours"
"Three hours?! Nigga what you doing!?"
"Cleaning? Bye"
"I'm not waiting three hours so I'll be over there in a minute to help"
"How thoughtful cousin!! Love you"
"Love yo annoying ass too"
"Bye mean ass"
I connect my phone to the speakers and put some gloves on. I turn on the sink and start loading the dish washer then start sweeping the floor. 'One Time 4 Your Mind' by Nas comes on and I start doing a little dance waiting for the beat to drop.
"One time for your mind, one time, yea whatever"
"Yet I'm a menace, yo, police wanna murder me, Heidi Dark drinker, represent the thinker, my pen rides the paper, it even has blinkers, think I'll dim the lights, then inhale, it stimulates, floating like I'm on the North 95 Interstate, never plan to stop, when I write my hand is hot and expand a lot from the Wiz to Camelot, the parlayer, I'll make your heads bop, par, I shine a light on perpetrators, like a cop's car, from day to night, I play the mic and you'll thank God, I wreck shit so much, the microphone'll need a paint job, my brain is incarcerated, live at any jam, I couldn't count all the parks I've raided" I rap, jumping around
After about 2 more songs I'm done loading the dish washer and sweeping this floor. Miguel walks in and raises his brows at me.
"90's rap?" He asks
"You act like I wasn't born in the 90's, shut up!" I say
"Sensitive ass?" He smirks
I give him a fake smile and prepare the mop water and start mopping while he wipes down the counters, tables, stove, fridge and freezer doors, and microwave. After we're done with that we fix the couch. The next song that comes on causes me to grin widely and bop my head real hard.
"ALLOW ME TO REINTRODUCE MYSELF! MY NAME IS HOV!" I yell
"H-to-the-O-V! I used to move snowflakes by the O-Z! I guess even back then you can call me
CEO of the R-O-C, Hov! Fresh out the fryin pan into the fire, I be the music biz number one supplier! Flyer than a piece of paper bearin my name, got the hottest chick in the game wearin my chain, that's right! HOV, not D.O.C! But similar to them letters, "No One Can Do it Better" I check cheddar like a food inspector, my homie Strick told me, "Dude finish your breakfast" So that's what I'ma do, take you back to the dude with the Lexus, fast-forward the jewels and the necklace, let me tell you dudes what I do to protect this! I shoot at you actors like movie directors!!!" Miguel raps
"Give it to me Lo!" He says, hyping me up
"There ain't no reason why I be buying expensive chains, hope you don't think users are the only abusers! Brothers getting high within the game, if you do then, how would you explain? I'm ten years removed, still the vibe is in my veins, I got a hustler spirit, brother, period" I rap, pimp walking around him
"Oh shit cuz!" He grins
"Check out my hat yo, peep the way I wear it! Check out my swag yo, I walk like a ballplayer, no matter where you go, you are what you are player and you can try to change but that's just the top layer! Man, you was who you was fore you got here! Only God can judge me, so I'm gone, either love me, or leave me alone!" We rap
"We lowkey murdered that shit" I laugh
He laughs too and nods his head, he vacuums the bedroom floors while I make the bed. I spray air freshener around the house then go in the bedroom to start getting ready to leave. Since I already showered today, I just change into a pair of golden state basketball shorts since it was warmer today. I grab a scrunchy, pulling my hair up in a half assed bun.
I go into the closet and pull out the basketball, this was full with air so it was finna bounce. I check my appearance in the mirror then meet Miguel by the door, we get in the car and make it to prospect park over in Brooklyn within twenty minutes. I grab the ball and dribble it while we walk to the courts, I see the other two standing by the fence they look towards us from the sound of dribbling.
We dap each other and go to a net and set up the teams.
"Girls vs. Boys" I say
"Deal, loser has to give 2 pounds of weed up, each" Bryson says
"Two? Nigga that's cold" Kehlani says
I nod my head in agreement and he smirks.
"Scared you're gonna lose?" He asks
"Aight lets go, who ever gets to 20 first wins" She says
"Ok"
I stand across from Miguel and he checks the ball to me. I pass it to Lani and she heads toward the hoop, Bryson tries to block her so she passes it back to me and I shoot a layup. I smirk at them and stand close to Miguel. Kehlani checks it to Bryson, who passes it to Miguel and he attempts to dunk but I came through quick and stole that shit. The game continues and it was definitely a close game but of course we won.
"Give me your weed so we can smoke it up, you bitches lost and we don't give a fuck" I playfully rap
Kehlani pretends to be a backup dancer and the guys roll their eyes.
"Yea yea whatever" Miguel says
We decide to free ball while I tell them about Normani.
"So she just rolls up on you after she leave work?" Kehlani asks
"Just strolls up" I confirm
"Is she at least hot?" Bryson asks
Lani smacks his arm, he winces while grabbing it and I laugh.
"Yea she's hot, beautiful to be honest! But she's an airhead" I say, rolling my eyes
"Why the attitude?" Miguel asks
"Bitch made me lose my customer" I say
"She's just intrigued, that's all, this shit is a rush to her probably" Lani says
"Probably but she needs to not be intrigued, only people taking my focus off this lifestyle is my child, her mom, and my parents, that's it" I say
I shoot a 3-pointer and pass the ball to Kehlani.
"You gon try to hit?" Bryson asks
"If she gets less annoying" I shrug
We play for a few more minutes then wrap it up.
"Let's go say goodbye to our weed" Miguel fake pouts while looking in my direction
"I'm not sparing you" I laugh
"It was worth a try" He sighs
"We gon go get the stuff, y'all meet us at the trap in an hour" Bryson says as we approach the parking lot
Miguel hands me his keys and gets in the car with Bryson. I get in with Lani and we pull off, going to get something to eat to kill the time.
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12th Avenue
FanfictionAfter a hit and miss at the club she works at, Normani immediately becomes intrigued by the woman who saves her. After several accidental meetings and pestering, she finds out her hero is a well known drug dealer. As crazy as it seems, this doesn't...
