The Real Hood Rats of Atlanta by Sa'Id Salaam

Author:Sa'Id Salaam [Salaam, Sa'Id]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Genre Fiction, Urban Life, United States, African American, Urban, Two Hours or More (65-100 Pages)
Amazon: B011ZNA0TQ
Publisher: Black Ink Publications
Published: 2015-07-18T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

“That’s gotta be Butter!” Piper cheered and bounced around upon her a knock at their motel room’s door. She may have been happy and excited about tonight but Peaches sure wasn’t.

“Here we go.” She sighed as another new chapter in her life began with the opening of the door.

“Heeyyy gurl.” Piper giggled excitedly as she opened the door for their ride. The girl was so giddy that she was still bouncing around like an excited little puppy.

“Ya’ll live hurr?” Butter frowned in disgust as she stepped inside. She turned her nose up as if she had never had to stay in a similar place when she knew good and damn well she had started out the same way. In truth the display of disgust was all a part of her well thought about plan. A well laid, well-practiced, and highly successful plan.

“Well, it’s only temporary.” Peaches stated defensively. She too had plans but the insult still stung.

“It’s all we could afford making Burger Hut and carwash money.” Piper chimed in almost apologetically.

“Well, once ya’ll start down at the club ya’ll gonna be able to upgrade to an apartment. Shit, ya’ll might even be able to get one in my building!” she said hopefully. That was part of her plan also. Her next statement was as well.

“Matter of fact I forget my shades so we gon’ have to stop by my place befo’ we hit da club.”

*****

“Who stay here?” Piper exclaimed when the Lexus came to a smooth stop in front of a midtown high-rise. It was as far away from the hood as the hoodrats had ever seen or been.

“Me. Come on.” Butter instructed as she hopped out. Both girls quickly fell in step behind her.

Peaches couldn’t help but admire the self-proclaimed bad bitch. She zeroed in on her ass and admired her nasty walk. She admired the glass and mirrors they walked passed in the lobby as well as the smooth elevator ride.

“Daaaammmmn!” Piper shouted as they entered Butter’s palace of leather and mirrors. “Look it, look it, look!”

“I see.” Peaches said in awe as her little friend pointed out all the extras. After all that is why Butter brought them here. It was all part of her elaborate plan to get them on her team; especially Peaches. Get them fixated on material shit and have them sell their souls along with a lot of pussy trying to get it. She knew neither of the girls really had it in them to be call girls. Piper would more than likely end up dead, strung out, or strung out and dead and Peaches she was just too ambitious. How often do you hear about a ho with goals of being better? Yes, they exist but most just want to turn up.

“Ya’ll ready to get this money or what?” Butter asked emerging from the back with a pair of designer frames now on her face.

“Hell yeah!” Everyone was surprised to hear Peaches shout. Hell, Peaches was surprised at Peaches.

*****

“Here we go.

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