My Thug Got A Rider

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four-door Lexus with all black leather interior. “Can I ask y’all who recommended ya? I don’t see too many customers these days.” His country ass accent made him that much more appealing.
    “Some jackass up the street told me to come see you. He wouldn’t take my money.”
    Billy bent over laughing. “Oh. You’re talkin’ ‘bout John down at the new car lot. Yeah he’s a bit of a mule. Stubborn as one and attitude stinks as bad as manure. Don’t you pay him any mind. Your money’s welcomed here any time.” He took the tag off the window of my car and opened the car door for me.
    “See, I told you it didn’t have to be raggedy to be used.” Shauna got in the passenger’s seat. The tag on the car said $8,000. I had $10,000 in cash. I looked at Shauna and she was smiling harder than me.
    “I’ll take it!”  After filing out the car note and insurance information to take my baby home, I got the keys and still had $2,000 in my pocket.
    “Thank y’all and have a good day!” I drove off the parking lot way happier than I came.
    ***
    Kenyon
    Niggas don’t usually intrude on another nigga’s business, but lately I have been wanting to choke slam Tae’s moody ass. He was all over the place and constantly starting shit. The one thing that pissed me off the most was him telling me how TaNeeka was grimy from the beginning and how I should have listened to him. He had gotten cockier and bolder lately. It was almost like he had some other shit going on. He was starting to feel invincible, like I couldn’t touch his ass if need be. Little did he know, I was waiting on the chance.
    It had been three weeks and TaNeeka was still blowing up my phone, every chance she got. I ignored all of her calls and text messages because as bad as she was, I couldn’t get down with no female that could steal from me then lie to my face about it.
    “No, you just need to chill the fuck out. I got me, you just worry about you and your pregnant ass high school bitch.” I got up out of my chair and looked into the next room at Geno and Tae at it again. Geno wasn’t no punk ass nigga, but he was definitely on hush. His young ass girlfriend, who was a straight-up thot, was pregnant and he was already going through it. For Tae to throw that up in his homeboy face was a low ass blow and it hit him right where it hurt. Damn. I almost felt bad for the kid until I remembered that Tae’s girlfriend was away at college and had been fucking with my lesbian cousin on the low for a long ass time. I could’ve told Geno that as leverage because I liked him better, but as far as I was concerned they were grown ass men who could handle themselves.
    ***
    Ashanti
    Saturday night finally rolled around after a hell of a week. I had made plans to go out and enjoy myself. I’d been working nonstop and even taking overtime hours now that I had to pay for gas.
    “Happy birthday again, bitch. I’ll be there in two hours. If you’re not ready by the time I get there, I’m leaving yo’ ass at home!” I yelled into the phone and Shauna’s ear. I had my car for all of two days and I had taken it upon myself to remind Shauna that I was doing all of the driving from here on out. I slid out of my bath towel and into some blue boy-shorts and a T-shirt bra. My Old Navy jeans were sitting on the bed with my grey crop-top sweater I just bought from Aeropostale. I saw somebody standing outside the door and when I looked up, Ms. Bamidele motioned for me to follow her into her office.
    “Thanks hoe! I’ll call you when I get ready,” Shauna was whispering. I knew she was tired from taking her ACT all morning. I hope she still wasn’t stressing after those all night cram sessions we had for two days straight. My brain was so full of 12 th grade subjects, spiritual lessons, recipes and Kenyon’s fine ass, it’s a wonder I even remembered how to parallel park for the test. I threw my clothes on and walked barefoot to her office.
    “You, Chile, are

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