narration of a night, a house party night. (:
super short white shorts and a red vneck, brown sandals and feather earrings, too many bracelets and an '05 Jeep Wrangler. Its 10:30, the party started at 9. start the ignition, give the Ipod a listen. J. Cole, Big Sean, Drake, Lupe. invade Nina's room, finding her still trying on clothes. turns on her radio, Trey Songz, Lil' Wayne. "Bitch put on some shoes & go, lets jet! its gonna be dark in there, no one cares wtf you go on!" she says, "Bet." slow driving through the streets of a small town, two bad bitches, beautiful - no ball gown. Shailo switchin' lanes w/her seat belt ON, Nina in the passenger seat talking bout "I hope they play my song!" hit up the house part and shut it down with good looks and wet lips (that Mac), swing hips. its 11:20, niggas already on their back. grab a smirnoff, drink it slow because everyone knows no one likes a drunk heaux. its one of those nights, there's magic in the air. already nina is caked up with a nigga with tattoos, (i swear that hoe is always 'in the mood'). they're on the stairs. a varsity footballer, throwin' dollars, shot caller, play caller. spots Shailo and makes her his target for the night. in her ear: "Man, Shailo i like you but you never give me a chance, but how bout we just dance?' in a trance from the pixidust of the night she agrees "Alright, dont make me regret it, you're cute, this is out of the blue but i might as well let it happen. lets do what it do." all of a sudden the track turns to slow soca "If love so niice" moving so smooth, he kisses her neck, the feel is so cool. all of a sudden no one else is in the room. all of a sudden, herself Shailo begins to loose. She is now Juliet to his Romeo, better yet NewNew to his Rashawd, or Syd to his Q. the feeling is brand new. POOF the song changed, fast paced hip-hop. someone calls out "BEER PONG CHAMPION BIIITCH!" Nina walks up "Did you see the guy i was with!? Oh my gosh Prima, he's fucking rich!" the girls laugh and dance, they're a pair - each others entourage. the ladies in the room rap along to Nicki Minaj. the niggas shoot dice. the mood is right in Baytown tonight. the laws show up - party over. "MAN, FUCK THE POLICE!" Shailo & Nina make their way to the jeep. but Mr Varsity runs all the way across the street. "Here's my number, you better call me!" flashes an all white teeth smile. Shailo giggles, its been a while. "Omg! Come on girl!" says Nina. "Good Night World" says Prima. (: