AND I'M A MAN OF MY WORD
______ die with you.
KENJI SIGHED, bagging the last of the woman's items. She worked at a small convenience store, 7eleven. It was a very boring job but she liked it that way.
"I can't wait to go home and lay down." Her coworker, Nadia, commented
"Very much relatable." Kenji chuckled, reverting her eyes to the old lady "Your total is eight dollars and fourty nine cent."
The lady digged in her purse before handing Kenji the money. She placed it in the cash register as the woman walked away.
"I have to pee Ken, cover for me." Nadia said, heading towards the back of the store
"Okay." Kenji replied, subjecting weight to her left leg. Her eyes glanced around the empty quiet store aimlessly, she sighed
Perking up slightly when the doors slid open, she cleared her throat at the regular customer, Blake Vega, better known as Ghost- but to her he was just Siah.
"Hey Siah." She waved with a friendly smile
"Wassup." Ghost rasped out, dark eyes landing on her figure behind the counter. His deep voice causing multiple butterflies to flutter in her stomach.
It didn't take long for Ghost to grab the usual, usual being a fruit punch AriZona. Literally just that item. Every single time.
Kenji's eyes ran over his incredibly tall stature. Today he sported a halfway zipped grey nike tech jacket with the joggers to match which were pulled down just enough to notice his Calvin Klein boxers. A brightly shining gold chain dangled from his tattooed neck, he seemed to be wearing a plain white shirt, and to top it all off- a backwards, black New York Yankee's cap sat on top of his head, singular dark red curl swaying on his forehead.
Kenji's eyes went wide as saucers once she analyzed him again, a huge dick print was staring right back at her.
The girl immediately looked away as his head snapped to hers, pretending to be typing something on her phone. Ghost raised an eyebrow at her odd behavior, nearing the counter and placing the AriZona on top.
"How are you?" She asked, trying to make quick conversation, offering him a tight lipped smile that he didn't even bother to return.
Not like she expected one, having multiple classes together over the years since kids, she wasn't new to him only having one facial expression.
"I'm straight." Ghost responded, not looking up from his phone "What about you?"
He thought she was unique, in a weird- but cute kinda way. Annoyingly joyful, constantly prancing around, and singing that obnoxious ass song. Happy by Pharrell Williams. But the song described her perfectly, shes always happy. He didn't think it was even possible for her to feel any other emotion besides happiness.
"Oh, I'm good... I'm good." Kenji answered, scanning the sweet drink quickly before placing it inside the black bag "Ninety nine cent."
Pocketing his phone, Ghost's eyes instantly beamed to hers, monotone facial expression. He clenched his jaw as she avoided the slightly red orbs.
Ghost shook his head, passing her a five dollar bill "Keep the change." Pulling up his pants just for them to fall back into a sag
"Bye Siah!" Kenji exclaimed happily, handing him the black bag
"Adiós melocotones. Stay safe." He nodded at her, walking towards the exit, the automatic doors instantly opening
"You too." She called after him, watching his figure disappear around the corner. Looking back once she heard footsteps with a sigh.
"Girlllll." Nadia exaggerated "I come from the bathroom and see his mean self giving you, fuck me eyes."
Kenji shook her head "No he was not."
"Liar, liar." Nadia side eyed her
"He really wasn't." She gave her the exact same look "Plus, he has a girlfriend."
"Boooo! Microwave, microwave, microwave! I'm throwing microwaves!" Nadia rolled her eyes, waving the girl off "They aren't even together!"
Kenji shrugged, glancing around the store, spotting a wallet laying on the floor with furrowed eyebrows.
"He must've dropped his wallet." The cashier commented, watching as the other walked around the counter and bent down to grab it
She opened it, taking a quick glimpse at the ID before closing it back "Yeah. It's Siah's."
"How much money is in it? How many credit cards?" Nadia raised an eyebrow
"I'm not stealing from him." Kenji chuckled, pocketing the wallet "I'm gonna take it to his house."
"Why not give it to him at school?" She questioned
"Hes rarely at school. Literally only comes one day out of the week, two if we're lucky." Kenji shrugged
Hearing the doors slide open and a bell go off, alerting them someone had walked in. Kenji looked up, immediately groaning at the sight.
"Yoooo." Sekani called out "Wassup Ken, hey Nadia." Walking towards the counter, twisting his hair with one hand
Nadia waved at the two troubling boys, moving her attention towards her phone.
His friend, Santana, trailing behind him. Pulling his hoodie over his head "Wassup ma." He smirked at Kenji
She nodded her head at them, chuckling when Sekani slapped Santana's neck.
"Bitch stop flirting with my sister." He bucked at his friend, eye twitching with annoyance
"Yo watch that bitch word." Santana sucked his teeth, snatching a bag of Taki's off the rack "And lil mama know the vibes."
"Tana I don't know shit." She shook her head "You're fifteen, thats a whole case."
"I can tell you get absolutely no girls because you called her, lil mama." Nadia cringed "No sane woman likes being called that."
"Exactly." Sekani rolled his eyes
"Mannnn, age is just a number and ya'll is just some haters." Santana defended, placing the bag of Taki's on the counter for Nadia to ring up
"With that mentality you'll be the next R.Kelly." Nadia raised an eyebrow, scanning the chips
"I'm fighting for my fucking life! Ya'll killing me with this shit!" Sekani mimicked the pedophile, doubling over with laughter
Kenji chuckled quietly "Where ya'll going tonight?"
"A party." Santana answered quickly
"Tana your bitch ass talk too much. Why'd you tell her?" Sekani said aggressively
Santana shrugged, taking the black bag "Not that deep bro."
Kenji frowned "Hey, both of you, look at me." She leaned against the counter, eyeing them "I don't care about you two going to a party, I won't snitch either. But please, please, be safe. And if the cops-"
"Twelve be on our ass anyway, ain't nobody worried about them pigs." Sekani interrupted
"Yeah!" Santana agreed "Fuck twelve and them ugly ass badges! Fuck the opps! Fuck the other side!"
"...You wanna be a gang member so bad." Sekani whispered
"I do bang, fuck is you talking about." The fifteen year old defended, throwing up random gang signs
Slapping his hand down, Kenji gave him a mean look "Shut up boy. Let me find out your ass round' here gang banging Santana, and word to my mother, I will whoop your ass like you stole something from me!"
"Damn Ken, you a freak." Drool pooled in his mouth, gazing romantically at the older girl "Just how I like em'. What's next? You gone gag me?"
"Mannn," Sekani drawled out, clenching his fists "Son stop playing on my top. Run that shit." He pulled his pants up
Santana rolled his neck, mimicking his protective friends fighting position "I can't help that your sister fine." He taunted, quickly dodging the hand flying towards his face
The two girls laughed loudly, watching them slap box jokingly. Nadia doubled over with laughter as Santana fell and Sekani stood over him, pretending to punch him.
"You should be grateful that I'm protecting you from perverts like Tana." Sekani defended, pulling Santana to his feet, resulting to Kenji rolling her eyes
"Fuck you bitch." The dread head mumbled, dapping up his friend with a smile
"I'm sure you would love to fuck me... weirdo ass child predator." Sekani mumbled, grimacing at the thought
Santana's face went blank before he swung his fist at the other. He quickly flopped on the floor dramatically, making sure to add sound effects.
"Ohh! My neck, my back! My neck and my back!" Sekani exclaimed
Nadia's eyebrows furrowed "Boy get off that dirty floor."
SHE THE TYPE TO SEEK LOVE AND MAKE IT EVERLASTING. I'M THE TYPE TO WAKE UP AND SAY IT NEVER HAPPENED.
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Hello everyone !
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