Different

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Ta'Leah Jackson

"Ion like it." I shook my head as my song played through the speakers.

"How you don't like your own song?" Brandon squinted his eyes at me.

I shrugged my shoulders and made a disgusted face. He saw the face I made and sighed.

"You wanna make another song?" He turned off the music and looked at me.

I quickly nodded my head and made way towards the booth. I placed the headphones on my head and waited for him to make a beat. I nodded my head to the beat and started rapping anything that came to my head.

"YSL clutch bag, boss niggas love that
My weave real long, do my squats so that ass fat
Love my attitude so he call me lil’ brat, brat
He love me long time
Cause his cash
Yeah I match that."

I saw Brandon throw me a thumbs up through the glass as I continued to rap.

•••

Kentrell Gaulden

"Why you been acting so mean lately?" Kendell stared at me.

"Why you back in my room?" I raised one of my eyebrows.

"Cause you don't pay tha' bills around hea'." He sat down on the small sofa I had against the window.

"You don't either." I got up and slid on my shoes before grabbing my phone.

"Whea' you going?" He followed behind me as I opened the front door and walked across the street.

"To go talk to dis' fine ass girl dat' stay across from us." I smirked and knocked on their front door.

"You wildin'." He shook his head.

"Who is it?" A female voice said from behind the door.

"Kentrell." I leaned against the brick wall.

"You said it like she know you or something." Kendell mumbled. I gave him a glare before looking back at the door.

"Who?" She asked.

"Ya' neighbor from across da street." I rolled my eyes hoping that'll get her to open the door.

I heard the door unlock before it actually opened. I looked up to see a short light skin girl with long brown hair I'm guessing which is weave.

"Oh hey." She looked at me licking her lips not really paying attention to Kendell.

"Well I'll just go back home." Kendell mumbled before walking away.

"Come in." She smiled at me opening the door wider so I could walk in.

I walked inside her house and sat down on one of the sofas they had spreaded out in the living room.

"What's ya' name shawty?" I asked stuffing my hands in my pockets.

"Vanessa." She said before sitting down next to me.

While we were talking her hands would travel up and down my chest.  One of her hands went lower down my chest but ian say anything.

"You gotta girlfriend?" She titled her head waiting on me to answer.

I thought about Leah and shook my head no answering her question. Leah doesn't like me anymore than a friend. If she did she would've never kissed that bitch ass nigga.

"Good." She said before crashing her lips on mine.

•••

Ta'Leah Jackson

My phone started ringing I looked over at Brandon to see he was still working on editing the song. I grabbed my phone and answered the call.

"Hello?"

"Wassam." Kendell voice flowed through out my phone speaker.

"Uh nothing." I said not really wanting to tell him I'm in the studio.

"Oh since you're not busy can you pick me up?" He asked.

I stayed quiet looking around the room while tugging on my lip.

"You're at home right?" I sighed getting up off the couch.

"Duh." I could imagine him rolling his eyes.

"Alright I'll be over there in a bit." I said before hanging up and placing my phone in my shorts.

"I'll be back later on tomorrow." I told Brandon while grabbing my purse.

He nodded his head not even glancing at me. I walked out the door and headed towards my truck.

••

I took the keys out the ignition and got out walking towards the front door. I would just walk in but I haven't been over her in a while so instead I'll just knock.

Before I could even knock the door opened to reveal Kendell with a big ass smile.

"Sista'- in- law!" He yelled pulling me in a hug. His hands started to travel down my back. I pulled away before he could actually reach my ass.

"Stop playing so much." I slapped his head before walking back towards my truck.

We both got in and buckled up.

"Where Kentrell?" I mumbled cranking up the engine and backing up out the drive way.

"By some girl house." He smirked before looking out the window.

I damn near slammed on brakes.

"His cousin or something?" I looked over at him hoping he'll say yes.

"No some girl who stay across the street from us. She kinda cute though but her eyes make ha' look like an alien or sum' shi-"

"Oh they been talking?" I played with the ends of my hair.

"Why you jealous or sum'?" He began smirking again.

"Why would I be-"

"Shut up. You know you're jealous." He rested his arm on the console.

I didn't say anything else and continued to drive.

Jordans or Adidas?

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