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the same time she was also a backstabber, which is one reason I couldn’t kick it with her all the time. Although she was only seventeen, she had a three-year-old son by her boyfriend Paco named Evan. I had to give it to them though, they made a cute baby together.
    “Ya’ll talking all that shit knowing good and well Kreshon not gonna let you go nowhere, Constance and Paco would kill your ass if he caught you at another party, Trip.” I laughed. “So I don’t even know why ya’ll faking.”
    “Bitch, fuck Kreshon! He just better keep that money rolling for we have serious problems.” Constance said.
    “Why you say that?” I asked.
    “Because lately he been holding out. Talking ‘bout he ain’t got this and he ain’t got that. At the end of the day, the money is all I give a fuck about.”
    “Sure.”
    “Okay, and I got a feeling he cheating, and if he is, he may get smoked by the gun under my mother’s bed.”
    “She got a gun?” I asked.
    “Yep, and I know how to use it, too.”
    “Yeah right.” She bragged. “A bitch with a gun is not to be fucked with.”
    Constance and me gave each other five and looked to see if the teacher saw us, she didn’t. Although I was feeling what she was saying, I also knew that she was in deep when it came to her feelings for Kreshon. She just loved perpetrating the worse fraud in front of us.
    “Bitch, you ain’t hurting no Kreshon!” Trip said. “You so far up that nigga ass you can see his intestines.”
    “Fuck you…I’m all the way serious about that shit!” Constance yelled as usual. “I’m getting sick of Kreshon’s ass.”
    “And I’m sick of you interrupting my class,” Mrs. Duncan said. “Now if I have to ask you to be quiet in my classroom again, I will send you to the principal’s office! Do I make myself clear?”
    When she turned around to refocus on the blackboard I said, “Why you gotta be so hot all the time, Constance? Stay getting niggas late.”
    “Fuck her.” She said a little lower, not doing a good job of whispering yet again. “She just a hating ass bitch.”
    I shook my head and said, “What ya’ll ‘bout to do when class let out?” I scribbled some shit on the paper in front of me, to pretend I was doing school work when I wasn’t.
    “You ask us that same question every Friday and every Friday you don’t plan to do nothin’ with us until later on at night.” Trip said.
    “You act like you want me to fuck you or something.”
    “Bitch, you know what I mean,” Trip continued. “Why bother asking if we ain’t gonna hook up?”
    “I be asking ya’ll what ya’ll doing for later. Just ‘cause I don’t get up with ya’ll right when we leave don’t mean nothing.”
    “Well I don’t know about Trip, but I’m going to my aunt’s house to wait on Kreshon.”
    “Why you gotta go to your aunt’s house to wait on him?”
    “Because my mother don’t want me being with him no more. Talking about he too old and shit. He ain’t but five years older than me.”
    “I feel you. What you and Kreshon gonna do when ya’ll get up?” I continued.
    “He ‘sposed to be giving me some money to buy some gear for the cookout tomorrow. You know I gotta look fresh.” Constance said. “But before I do any shopping though, I got to drop Brittany off a little dough to do something for me.”
    “Weird Brittany?” I asked. “When you start fucking with her?” Even though I was the one Jace chose, whenever we would fight, like now, she’d stick her nose into our business.
    “She not too bad.” She said. “She just don’t like a lot of people. But trust me, Brittany be havin’ the dirt on everybody.”
    “What she gonna do for you?” Trip continued.
    “I’ll tell ya’ll later.” She said holding back.
    I didn’t care what she did with Brittany to tell you the truth, just as long as Brittany stayed out of my way. I think she was fucking my boyfriend, Jace and she better hope I didn’t catch her.
    “How much