Hustle-N-Heat
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Chapter 1 Imajae January 10th, 2005 ?So wassup witchu and ol? boy?? My gurl Shanelle asked. ?Who J?? I asked. ?Yeah.? ?Gurl nuttin but his dick!? I said. ?Damn, he wantchu to go that route already?? She asked. ?Yep, and it?s only been a month. Im boutta cut his ass loose. I told him when we first hooked up that I wuznt boutta fuck wit him like that.? I said. ?That?s whatcho ass get, fuckin? wit these JV niggaz, these Franchize niggaz, these Rookiez, you need to getchu a Bankhead like me!? ?I?ll get one when you get one!? I replied with a lil laff. ?I told you my shit wuz in the process, my baby cuzzin, baby daddy, brother, baby mama, sister, baby daddy, friend, Cortez, he supa secxi. OoOoh I could hook you up wit his brother Charles, he gotta crazi ass baby mama though. . .? The bus came to a stop and we got off. She continued running her mouth as we got in skool. That?s when I spotted him. He wuz standing about 5?9?, slim, light carmel complexion, fade with wavez, an earring in each ear, light green eyez, in a all red Dickiez suit, and some red and black Force 2?z. ?Majae you listenin??? Shanelle asked. ?Naw, who that?? I asked. She looked in my same direction and began shaking her head. ?Nope! No!? She grabbed my arm and began pulling me away. ?Wait, whol? up. . .? I responded. She pulled me all the way to her locker, then let me go and said, ?Naw, he aint for you.? ?What? Why? You fuckin? wit him? Is he new?? I asked. ?Hell naw, lemme break it down for you right quick. He aint new, he just got out of jail. He wuz here in the beginning of the year, you wuznt here yet. He got caught sellin? some shit, so they sent him to JJ, he fucked up some niggaz up there so they sent him to Boot Camp, he cut some niggaz up there so he got sent to jail for some time. He just got out.? She explained. ?So he like Malakhi offa Save the Last Dance, aight. What?s his name?? I asked. ?He go by Kilo, that?s not his government though, just his aka.? She answered. ?How you know his pro?? I asked. ?I used to talk to his brother,? she closed her locker, ?Who think he the shit, him and his brother, both think they the shit. He look like he think he the shit, talk like he think he the shit, walk like he think he the shit. Look at him, wit hoez all over him and him and shit!? I looked back down the hall and sho? nuff hoez were all over him. ?But I aint gon? stop you from doin yo thug thizzle, ya boy is!? She said. ?Damn, forgot about that nigga.? I replied. ?Uh-ha! But the real way to get Kilo is to act like you don?t give a fuck.? She began explaining. ?Ok, I do that now.? I said. ?Yeah, but I mean you good, and to be wit him you gotta be bad, and when I say bad, I mean BAD. Like have that Trina attitude, mixed wit a Lil Kim, and Da Brat.? ?Damn.? ?Yeah, but to make it sound better, just be . . . me.? She popped her collar and smiled. ?You? That aint better!? I said. ?Bitch fuck you! Before I began talking to his brother I found out he wanted to holla at me, but I wuznt for him, so I chose his brother instead.? She said. ?Oh, really. I guess.? ?Here he come, post up!? We leaned up against the lockerz with cold, hard mugz on our facez. ?Damn shorty, you lookin? fly!? Kilo said as he looked Shanelle up and down. ?Ok and . . .? She said. He pinned her up against the lockerz. ?I caint a hug or nuttin, no welcome back?? He asked. ?So you think you Mase, you want a welcome back, uhh no!? She pushed him off her and walked off. ?Damn!? I looked at him, grinned, and to walk off. He grabbed my arm. ?Where the fuck you goin??? ?Nigga you betta getcho fuckin? hands off me!? I said. ?Whol? up lil mama, who the fuck you talkin? to?? ?Im talkin? to you mothaf-? He pulled me back and slammed me against the lockerz. ?What?? He asked. I wuz quiet for a hot 2 minutes. I looked into his green eyez and almost melted. ?You want it dontchu?? He smiled. I pushed him off me and waked off. ?Nelle!? I whispered at her classroom door. She looked at me and said, ?What?? ?C?murr.? She got up and walked and began walking out. ?Shanelle where are you go-? She pulled a Raven Symone on her teacher and walked out. ?Gurl, he want me! When you just left my ass . . .? I told her about our lil incident. ?I guess, do ya thing then, do me!? She said. ?4sho, why you gotta put it that way? Cause ion wanna do you anyway, I would rather-?: She pulled the same Raven Symone move and walked back in her class. I poked my head in her class and said, ?Fuck you too then!? I then went to my class, which wuz right next to herz.