Glizzy p.o.v
The brothers still beefin..plan is going good for now
Chris: how much you wanna bet-
Me: bet on what
Chris: on Dymond
Me: go on
Myra: what is the bet now
Chris: how much y'all wanna bet that Nahmir not gonna date Dymond or some shit like that
Them: 50 dollars
Me: I do wanna ask her a question tho
I got up and grabbed my keys and headed to the library
Nyron: whatchu doing here
I grabbed Dymond by her arm
Me: can I talk to you
Dymond: um sure
We went out into the hallway
Me: look that boy is playing with you
Dymond: look why you making rumors about me and shit
Ooh she got balls huh
Me: look little bitch you need to deal with a real nigga
I got straight into her face
Dymond: I already well sorta am
Me: sorta my ass
Nyron: yo leave her alone glizzy
Me: shut yo ass up
Dymond: you need to fucking chill before-
Me: before what...exactly nothing
She looked at me soo confused
Dymond: and this is why I don't deal with people and they dumb ass beefs
She walked back in the room
Me: what she talkin bout
Nyron: y'all dun scared her soo much she too scared to date my brotha or anything
I laughed inside my head
Me: welll maybe you should of neva said anything to us
Nyron: it's not my fault
Me: oh yes it is
Nyron: oh no it's not I should of lis-
Me: jay and them ain't gonna help yo ass..yo ass is stuck with us
He ignored what I said and went back to Dymond
Me: can't wait to tell the crew this shit
I got on my phone while I was driving back to myras house
End p.o.v
