Chapter 27 Soya nodded. “Exactly.”
We all watched as she sauntered up to those dudes, and began hugging everybody, one by one.
“Anyways,” Soya yawned.
I arched a brow. “So, you aint walking over there too?” “Nope.” She popped her lips. “I’ma leave that up to Bunny’s
hot ass. If them niggas is choosing, then they can speak up. No need for me to go smiling in their faces.”
Casey nodded with a smile. “I know that’s right, my girl. If these niggas like what they see, then they’ll speak up.”
Soya nodded. “Exactly.”
Well, it was evident after a while that those niggas weren’t worried about choosing.
Even when it came to Bunny. She’d gone over trying to talk to the Face dude, and within minutes several groupie niggas had trampled all over her, wanting to interact with ole boy.
I guess Bunny eventually realized that her flirting mission had failed, and she came flouncing back to the porch.
Everybody’s kids were now playing directly on the sidewalk in front of our porch. Amongst the four girls, they had nine kids. Soya had one. Casey had three. Chell had three. And Bunny had two. Casey’s twelve-year-old was the oldest of the bunch, and was cussing like a sailor.
Seemingly not giving a damn, Casey sat scrolling through her phone, while her other two kids were throwing rocks at each other. “I’m hungry,” Cass, Soya’s son, announced, as he stepped onto
the porch. “Did you cook yet, Babi?”
I nodded. “Yeah. It’s some baked chicken, corn on a cobb, bacon wrapped peppers, and mashed potatoes in the house.”
“Ooh, I want some!” Nini excitedly jumped up and down on the sidewalk. “Wait for me, Cass!” She raced onto the porch.
“Girl!” Chell shouted, as she jumped out of her seat. “You just knocked over my fucking cup!” She pointed at the ground, where