Kennedie

"Last night was crazy, bruh. I can't feel my ears." my best friend, Treasure says. I laugh at her. "Girl, chill out before I stuff you in the freezer. Nobody told you to go get drunk." I say. She sucks her teeth. "Girl, didn't nobody ask you." she says. I shake my head. "Hey, welcome to Baskin Robins. What can I get for you?" I ask a man and the little girl beside him. "I want her on a waffle cone." he says, pointing at Treasure. I burst out laughing. "France, stop." the little girl says. I giggle. She's too cute. Treasure looks at him. "France? How about I put you a better name on a waffle cone." she says. "It's actually Francisco. His mommy, my auntie is from Spain." baby girl says. "Ashley, shut up. And let me guess, Treasure is supposed to be better, right? That tropical ass name. Little Mermaid lookin' ass." he says, looking up from her name tag. I laugh and shake my head. "Much better. And that shit didn't make sense. Shut up before I hurt you. Now, what can I get for you, sir?" she asks. "Let me get her a scoop of that pink and blue shit." he says, pointing. I laugh because they act exactly alike and acting like they know each other. "Ratchet ass." she says, scooping it. "Lil ears ass." he mumbles. We start laughing. "Hating ass." she says. "Both of yall, shut up." I say, getting a headache. "You shut up." both of them say at the same time. "Hell, ol scarecrow lookin' ass." Treasure says. I laugh. "Hoe, you look like a mosquito." I say. "Ya daddy look like one, punk ass girl." she says. "Atleast I know him." I say. She swallows hard and hands Ashley her ice cream. "Thank you." Ashley mumbles. "You trifling." France says. I hug Erin. "Mosquito bite know I was playing." I say, laughing. "Hoe, get off me. You on that fuck shit." she says. I laugh and kiss her cheek. "Move hoe!" she says. "Cheer up mosquito." I say. She laughs. "Ol ugly bastard." she says. "Bye Kennedie, die Treasure." France says. "Bye. Nice to meet you." I say. "Bye Ashley, die France." Treasure says. He laughs. "Yall should exchange numbers and all that." I say. "And you should get a forehead reduction, pie head ass girl." Treasure says. I laugh. "Girl, shut up with that batman ass hair line." I say. All of us start trippin. "Fuck you. Don't eat at my house no more cause on life, I'm gon poison yo ass." she says. I laugh. "Yall crazy as hell, bruh. What yall doing tonight?" he asks. "Nothing I know of." I say. "She ain't, I am. I got night classes." she says. "Oh, so your dumb ass in school?" he asks. She gives him that 'Nigga, shutcho ass up' face. "Don't look at me like that." he says. "Don't ask dumb ass stuff then." she says. He shakes his head. "You so gotdamn bitter. But back to you, Kennedie. You wanna come to a party at my nigga club?" he asks. "I don't know. I don't party." I say. "She a lame." Treasure mumbles. "I ain't a lame. I'll go if she can." I say, pointing at Treasure. He makes a stank face. "Alright. Hopefully she can behave." he says. I laugh. "Yall ain't finna talk about me like I ain't here. Where this party at tho?" she asks. "Club Glocks." he says. I look at Treasure and we bust out laughing. "Glocks? Whoever named that shit must be a nigga with dark thoughts." Treasure says. France slightly chuckles. "If only yall knew. Be there tho. It start at twelve." he says. "We'll see." I say. He walks out holding a sleeping Ashley. She fell asleep with her head on one of the tables. I don't know about this party. Shit usually goes down at clubs with names like that, just saying. "You going?" I ask Treasure. "Yeah." she answers. I nod my head. "I'll be ready." I say. I ain't even gon lie, I'm nervous as hell. I'm gon show my face then dip, no lie.

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