𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐈𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐬

𝟑𝟗

Dezure Stone | Stoney
Ayala Park. Chino, Ca.

"Aye nigga!" I called out to some little white boy who couldn't be older than 14.

"Who me?" He asked while looking around.

"Yea you! Lemme wear yo jacket."

I didn't really know him but he wasn't a complete stranger, him, Lamonte and Rocky be skating together.

And yes, this nigga had me at the skate park and it's cold as fuck.

"Here" He gave me the jacket without any questions.

"Aye you tryna steal my wife?"

"You talm bout my wife?" He yelled back at Lamonte.

"Take that sweater off right now!" He yelled at me.

"I'll take it off if we can leave."

"Mcht ten more minutes then we can go."

"Whatever." I mumbled with a attitude.

I've been sitting out here for hoursssss.

I guess he thought it was okay to bring me to the skate park since I made him do some shit he ain't wanna do today.

I took him to meet my dad this morning and I made him drive us back even tho he said he was tired.

But he obviously ain't that tired if he been out here skateboarding with Rocky ever since we got back in LA from Tehachapi.

Nigga gone buss his shit.

But him and my dad meeting actually went way better than how it did in my head. They hit it off pretty good.

"Record me sis." Rocky stood with one foot on his board waiting for me.

I pulled out my phone and began recording.

"Is you gone do it or not nigga?" I asked cus he was taking forever.

"He scared." The little boy said.

"Who scared?" He asked before going down the ramp.

"Period Brubby." I turned the camera as he came back up.