My Besties: The Come Up

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finally came, they were on some silent shit. I’m not slow. I knew E was going to kill Pancho. I felt that shit coming a mile away. That nigga couldn’t be trusted anyway so, fuck ‘em.

    I do know that this money is not going to last forever. That robbery gave me a new burst of energy. Knowing that this money is from a bank that was robbed, I started to think. We can take a bank, hands down. If it’s money like this in a bank, all we need to do is hit like one or two and we’d be set for a minute.

    Easier said than done. I’ll find a way to hip my besties and see what they got to say. Today we bout to hit up Indiana and snatch us a few cars.

    RING! RING!

    I grabbed my phone and saw that it’s my boo, LJ. I haven’t really spoken to him since the robbery.

    “What’s up, sexy? You miss me?”

    I was smiling harder than a fat bitch pulling up to McDonald’s. “Hey back at you handsome. Yes I miss you.”

    “I can’t tell. I haven’t heard from yo ass in a few days. Where you at?”

    “I’m bout to get up with the besties and we’re bout to hit a few car lots in Indiana.”

    “You bout to get a whip?”

    “Yeah.”

    “Why you ain’t hit me up?”

    “I dunno. I just thought I’d roll up on you when I got my shit.”

    “How much you trying to spend?”

    Now see, why does he need to get all in my business like that? I hate lying to him about my business, but it’s just that, my business.

    “My auntie gave me a few thousand. You know a going back to school present.”

    “Alright, that’s cool, but you should let me and Poohman take y’all so y’all don’t get scammed by a shady ass car salesman named Bob.”

    I got out the bed and headed for the shower.

    “Come on.”

    (E)

    I’m tripping the fuck out right now. I don’t know how I’m going to explain this to my besties without them flipping the fuck out, Ju in particular. I’m glad I killed that pussy ass nigga, Pancho. That nigga was not to be trusted. I knew he was going to try and double cross us. This clown ass nigga even had the nerve to text some hoe named Tutu saying that he would call her after he killed us. The nerve of this nigga.

    Now I need to figure out who this hoe is. Wait a minute; I’m on some slow shit. Tutu that nigga’s sister. Does she even know that this nigga’s dead? She’s been calling and texting his phone all day and night. I called it back a few nights ago. Some clown talking about, “Who dis?”

    She must know that he’s dead because it was her name that popped up on the screen. The nigga must have been JR. For now, fuck that bitch and her dead ass brother. It’s our birthday week and we’re about to get it in. We’re about to go cop us some whips and hit the malls.

    I’ve also been thinking about our next move. On the low, I think we could do a bank. This bread isn’t gon last forever. I know Tiki and Re will be down with the bullshit, but Ju’s ass is on some scary shit. I been doing a little research and I’mma let my besties in on my little plan and see where it goes. Time to get ready to go shopping!

    “Y’all need to move da doe, y’all need
    to move da doe, move da doe, ay move
    da doe, y’all need to move da doe!”

Chapter 11
    LJ

    “Yo Poohman, come make this move with me real quick. I’m taking JuJu and her little crew out to Indiana to get some whips.”

    He laughed.

    “What’s so funny, bro?”

    “He said that they all was gonna go get them a car. I asked her where she got the money from -.”

    “And let me guess, she said from Ju’s auntie, Lil Mama, right?”

    “Bingo.”

    I trust shawty because she bout that life. I really don’t want to think that she would lie to me about shit because she don’t have to. Her auntie did just do a bid for bank robbery. I know she put some bread away because my auntie Boo told me.

    “Ju, I’m on my way.”

    (30 Minutes Later)

    “Poohman, yo ass crazy as shit, boy. So, let me get this straight. You had a crush

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