Page 72 of The Ninth

“C’monnn, y’all! This our last weekend in the high temps. Y’all moaning and groaning over niggas, we need to be on a BOAT!”

“MM-MM!” Tati and I said together.

Devyn clapped her hands, “Oooo, that sounds fun!”

“I hate when—”

“ENOUGH!”

I cackled, burying my face deeper into the pillow.

Kenzie smacked her lips, “Well, y’all know what they say about good girls who don’t come outside....”

BOOM!

Tati and I got tangled up rushing out the bed and fell onto the floor. Kenzie and Devyn both cackled as we got our stupid asses up. I don’t even know why I hopped up, my nigga been fucked, apparently! And Poncho fuck bitches by looking at them!

“Cassie, wash your fucking wig, bro!” Tati said, annoyed. I immediately peeled it off and went to the kitchen sink that already had shampoo and conditioner sitting there. The girls sat at the island, trying to find something to eat first.

“Let’s just get pizza!” I said as I rinsed the wig.

“WE ALWAYS EATING PIZZA LIKE SOME FUCKING NINJA TURTLES!” Kenzie screamed.

We all died laughing.

“Let’s just eat on the boat!” Tati shrugged.

Kenzie stood, getting my liquor bottles and glasses out. I rung the water out of my wig silently as the three of them talked and laughed. Instead of pouring a normal shot, this hoe poured an entire glass of just liquor.

As soon as my lips touched the rim, memories of my parents and I ice skating flooded my mind. I knocked back one shot, but it didn’t stop. So I drink the entire glass until the memory washed away.

My entire get ready experience was just me on autopilot. Autopilot and drinking. I showered, blow dried my wig, sat while Tati fixed the hell out of it, did the girl’s faces, did my own, got dressed, and made it down to the Range Rover. Absolutely no words. Just drinking, drinking, drinking.

“How much is it for us to get our own boat?” Devyn asked above the music.

“A gripmillion...” I mumbled.

Kenzie sat up excitedly, “My YN phone unlocked after the seven days, so we going on his boat for free!”

“SEVEN DAYS!” we all screamed.

“Bitch, you said five!” I cackled.

“I know but then I ran into him on the fourth day.”

“MacKenzie, I don’t want to be around niggas my age or younger right now!” Tati shook her head. “You didn’t mention nothing bout a YN!”

“I know some Uncs that got a boat too, y’all just gotta sneak me past my shorty.”

“Hecky naw!” Tati laughed. I joined in with her while also drinking more.

Unfortunately, we did have to help this hoe sneak past her nigga. As soon as we got to the Marina City Dock, he was there with all his friends. Tati had to go up to them with her titties hanging out so Devyn and I could sneak this woman past to the old head.

I wore and an all-white two piece that was basically floss under a cover up. I knew fucking with Kenzie niggas was going to be somewhere, and I’m done playing with my Papa. Devyn wore a navy blue two piece with a skirt cover up tied around her waist. Tati and MacKenzie were in one pieces, barely clothed and looking good as fuck. As soon as we boarded, one of the guys grabbed my hand, placing it on his heart.

“Damn, I don’t think I’ve met you before. What’s your name?”

“K3.”