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CHAPTER 1

 This was gonna be another hot summer, Erin thought to herself as she layed on her bedroom floor in nothing but a pair of panties and bra, trying to fins some sort of escape from the heat. It was just her luck that her air conditioner broke just two months ago. She jot up and looked out her window feeling a slight breeze brush against her face.

       As she looked out into the streets she saw kids playing in the street, the boys chasing the girls with water balloons, the old ladies sitting on their porches spilling the latest gossip of the week. You could hear the loud base of the music playing from the hustler’s cars down the street. Everybody was out and about, enjoying the summertime weather.

       LA was always poppin in the summer time. It was the begging of summer and you could smell the excitement in the air, this was the time when the hoochie momma’s broke out their coochie cutter shorts and strolled down the block showing off what their momma’s gave them, hoping to catch one of the local big times eye. The corner boys were out conducting business, while trying to keep an eye out for the police at the same time. The dudes in LA were some of the finest niggas in the world. There was so much variety to pick from that you couldn’t go wrong. There was always somebody on Erin’s block that caught her eye but she knew she couldn’t play too close to home.

       Wanting to go out tonight and hang with her girls, knowing they haven’t hung in a minute, she picked up her cell and called her friend Neighla.

       “What’s up hoe?” Erin joked

“Nothin, just trying to get away from the damn heat.” Neighla complained.

       “I’m saying. I can’t take this shit much longer and this is just the beginning.”

       “What the hell happened to you?” Neighla asked out of the blue.

       “What are you talking about now? Erin asked back, not knowing what Neighla was talking about. It was just like her to switch the conversation without notice.

       “I’m talking about how I haven’t heard from yo ass in the pass week. What’s up with that?”

       “Girl hell, I didn’t have my phone on. They were trying to charge me for some shit I didn’t’ even use, so I told them to cut the shit off because I wasn’t paying it.” Erin stated getting heated all over again just thinking about it.

       “So…How did you get it back on?” Neighla asked confused

       “Reshaun from down the street paid it.” Erin said.

       “Reshaun? Girl I don’t know why you keep stringing that poor boy along.” Neighla said laughing.

       “I’m not doing a damn thing, he offered so I partook. Anyway, I called to see what’s up for tonight? Erin asked getting back to the reason why she called.

       “Ummm…I don’t know. Let me call Nikki, you know her ass stay up in the club.” Neighla said. “Hold on let me call her.” She said clicking over.

       “Hello?” Nikki answered on the fourth ring.

       “What’s up Nik?” Both Neighla and Erin asked

       “What’s going on Bitches?” Nikki yelled into the phone.

       “Damn Nik do you have to be so loud?” Erin asked bringing the phone back to her ear.

“Oh, my bad Miss prime and proper, I forgot who I was talking to.” Nikki joked “Yall asses been acting brand new, not calling anybody. I haven’t heard from you hefas in a minute.” Nik said.

       “Damn. What took you so long to answer the phone?” Erin asked.

       “Hell I was on the toilet taking a shit.” Nik answered keep it real.

       “Oh my God TMI, honey.” Erin said laughing

       “Well hell you asked, you shouldn’t be all up in mine.” Nik joked.

       “Anyway, so what are we getting into tonight? I’m not trying to stay in the house and plus we haven’t all kicked it together in a minute and I know you know what’s happenin.” Erin said putting the final coat of clear polish over her fire hydrant yellow color nails.

       “You know, I haven’t been out and got my freak on in a minute.” Neighla said agreeing.

       “You remember Darrin from Long Beach?” Nikki asked

       “Yeah.” Both Neighla and Erin answered.

       “What about him” Erin asked.

       “Well him and his crew are giving a party at the Vixen. They rented the second half of the club for their homeboy who just got out. I heard it’s supposed to be crackin.” Nikki said

       “I don’t know it sound like it might too many damn silly as niggas up in there tryin to act bad.” Erin said, not trying to get caught up in no mess.

       “It’s either that or Veronica’s Birthday party at Creams’?” Nik answered.

       “Ah hell naw, yall know I can’t stand that stank ass bitch. Let’s go to the Vixen.” Erin said.

       “Nunh, who the hell made you the leader?” Neighla joked, eggin Erin on.

       “Trick I did.” Erin joked back.

       “Alright, then we should meet up there around what, 11?” Neighla asked.

       “Yeah that’s cool and ladies please let’s not be late.” Erin said knowing how they were about timeliness.

       “Shut up!” both Nikki and Neighla said before hanging up.

CHAPTER 2

       Of course they were late and Erin played like she was mad but secretly she liked being late, this gave the opportunity for her girls and herself to make a grand entrance. When all three of them rolled together they set shit off, they were the life of the party always vowing to party hard and have the best time. No females could touch them they were the shit, females hated them and dudes loved them plus none of them were ugly which made it even sweeter. Even as young girls they stayed fly with the latest gear and jewelry, they constantly had rumors flying around about them being tricks because guys stayed buying them things. Although some of her girls used their bodies to get what they wanted Erin on the other hand chose no too.

       See Erin used her mouth to get what she wanted out of dudes, she would spit mad game to dudes making them believe that she was feeling them. She basically tells them whatever they want to hear, once she realized that dudes were falling for it she used to her advantage. But of course as the saying goes, ‘Birds of a feather flock together’, Erin was labeled a trick right along with her friends.

       As they made their way into the club they saw how packed it was and decided they would try their luck in getting into the V.I.P. section. They had Erin go talk to the security guy at the entrance and within seconds they were all laughing it up in the V.I.P. area.

       “Girl what the hell did you tell him?” Nikki asked wondering what Erin said.

       “Nothing really, I handed him a dub and told him he would get another once it let it.” Erin said eyeing the area for any cuties.

       “Damn, it’s some muthafuckas up in here tonight.” Neighla stated noticing all the fine niggas in the club.

They weren’t in the club an hour before they had drinks being brought over from dudes.

       “Here you are ladies.” The waitress said, as she sat down a bucket of ice with a bottle of champagne inside.

       “Oh, no thank you, we didn’t order this.” Nikki said refusing the waitress.

       “I know you didn’t. It’s complimentary from the gentleman over at the bar, a Mr. Keith Robinson.” The waitress said

They all looked over towards the bar to see a fine tall dark sin dude starring at them.

       “Well then, in that case please tell him thank you.” Erin said pouring herself a glass.

       “No need, I’ll tell him personally.” Neighla said “Excuse me ladies while I go get my flirt on.” She said checking her face in the mirror.

       “She is so silly.” Erin said watching her friend pull down the short ass dress she was wearing, as she walked towards the bar.

       Wanting to be where all the people were, Erin finished her glass and stood up.

       “You’re leaving me too?” Nikki asked

       “Yea girl, I’m trying to be where the real party is at.” Erin said as she made her way down to the dance floor.