*just a little scoop of NEW YORK... LOVE @TrebbleBarbie*
-CANDICE HOUSE
Candice was cleaning up her house and things after she got the call from her brother Safaree that he was coming back in town. She was now conjuring up in her head what they going to be down and which clubs they were going to be VIPs at. Candice was said her sister Nicki was not coming since she hasn’t seen them in some months. She knew all the Vaks and shit was gon try and hang at her crib since they bitches won’t allow them to act up at theirs. She didn’t mind because all of those people she grew up with and knew them very well. Candice kept scrubbing and cleaning in her black velour BEBE jumpsuit and her all black shell toe pumas, long yellow gloves and a face mask. The phone rang…
“Hello”
“Hey Candice its Monica”
“OMG hey girly, what’s up! I’m getting all of these surprise calls and shit, I’m just cleaning up”
“Really? Oh well I wanted to let you know that I saved up enough money to come up there with you for a week how does that sound”
“You are lying, omg we will have so much fun! I can show you around New York and everything boo”
“I’m guessing that’s a yes I can stay with you?!!!”
“Of course!”
“Ok I need one more week to get all my shit together then I will be flying up there ok babe”
“Ok just keep me up to date because I got other visitors too”
“So where’s that boyfriend derrick at? the baller” Candice asked
“Oh he’s in the other room being annoying, he aint good for shit but money and dick”
“Ha! That’s all any regular nigga good for”
“I swear but, once I come up there imma find me a boo. I can’t wait to see how much New York has changed”
“Its changed a lot girl, but the best thing is the killings have slowed down”
“Thank god”
“Yes thank him, for he is good”
“Ok Candice well I have to go this nigga wants something to eat so imma hit your line later babe”
“Ok I will love you bubbles”
“Love ya butter cup”
“Bye”
Candice hung up the phone screaming and yelling because her friend was coming next week. Monica Randolph was her name and she was Candice best friend before she met nicki and Lauren in Brooklyn. Candice had moved away once it was time for college and headed south to Fortlauderdale, Florida. She was from the hood but she was also proper so people usually called her hood-burban. Nicki and Lauren had never met her before but heard of her a lot through Candice.
Monica was short just like Candice and nicki. She was around 5 foot 3 ½ and weighed like 120 pounds. She had gorgeous thick legs and eyes to die for with mocha skin. She was a hairstylist at home and nurse during the day. But having all of that to back her up didn’t take the hood and the party from the girl. She could party and dance and drink all night if you put her with the right people. She was attracted to the dope boys who had money and fancy cars which really didn’t get her anywhere. Yes, you could call her the gold digger type because she loved to work these niggas for what she wanted. She knew she was pretty, and she was confident but she moved in silence like a snake when it came to men. I guess you could call her the prime Madonna of bagging niggas and snatchin them money up. But she was waiting on that one dude who would sweep her off of her feet and have everything she ever dreamed of.
She was ready to see her sister Candice and couldn’t wait to tell her about her life and what she had built down in fortlauderdale, Florida.
They couldn’t wait till their BFF reunion, filled with moments for life and fun!
*Remember her! ok yall lolz! comment LOVE @TrebbleBarbie*
This hoe better not try to come between nic and safaree!!!
ReplyDeletethat hoe better keep it cute
ReplyDelete"Remember Her." This scares me a liddle..lol!! Looks like we all agree, she better keep it cute!! *whispers* I always like the drama though!!
ReplyDeleteOh shit this bitch finna try to get Safaree... He betta keep his Jr in he's pants! post soon!! =)
ReplyDeleteoomg lawwwwddd but yeah umm isnt thast free i love her! but she better not try nothin wit safaree or she will get cut! belee dat its nessaCRY!
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