Chapter X Privy Shows (PC Perspectives)
“So how small was it?” Boozer asked.
“Small girl. Small...” Chanel replied.
Chanel and Boozer were both from Houston. Houston is so large though, that they grew up on opposite sides of the proverbial freeway. Boozer was from Madison, Chanel from Cypress. They’d known each other only from Social Media, but when Chanel was running from rhe Dorm, Boozer was one of the only familiar faces she’d seen on her way back to BLP.
“So what you do after you saw IT?!” boozer inquired fully engaged in Their conversation outside The Dorm on the corner.
This beetch need to hurry up with this story. It’s hotter than Satan ballzack out here...
“I ran! Duh!” Chanel said pointing to the sweat on her face accompanied by smeared make-up.
“Guuurrrlll, you better than me...” Boozer responded.
“Everybody better than you!” Jen interjected as She walked up behind the both of Them.
Jen was dressed in red and white Nike Hyperdunks, short “booty shorts”, and a red and white top. The heart on the top, was strategically placed, smack dab in the middle of her breasticles.
It’s what Niggas like, so I like it too!
“Guuurrlll, where you going all dressed up?!” Boozer asked looking over Jen’s outfit.
“I’m walking around campus, headed to my Dorm.” She responded loudly. “Does it matter?!”
“Not really... Just like you don’t.” Boozer exclaimed as she laughed to herself.
“Whatever beetch!?” Jen answered. “Anyway, I’m Jen.” She said turning her attention to Chanel. “I like Red Lobster and chicken butter biscuits.”
“Oh heeeyyy girl!” Chanel answered. “How you doing?!”
“I’m hot af, but aside from that, I’m chilling. What y’all talking about?”
“Nothing girl.” Boozer said dryly.
“A whole lot of nothing!” Chanel added.
“So Y’all not gonna share the wealth?!” Jen responded. “That’s a little fucked up in my opinion.”
“Little things are fucked up in errbody opinion.” Chanel answered quietly.
“What?!” Jen asked readying Her hands for Her trademarked clapping fashion.
Why is this bitch so turnt?
“Welll, before you ‘pop off’, let Me tell You what I saw gurl.”
Chanel recounted Her whole story. She didn’t skip a beat. During her story, Jen’s face went through multiple reactions:
After Chanel finished her story Jen laughed quietly, then finally said:
“I’m not sure what to do with that, but I’m too cute to be out here laughing and giggling about lil’ dicks...”
“Ummm, We all cute...” Boozer corrected.
Boozer was dressed in dunks also, but hers were multi-colored and she also wore matching tights. Her shirt was a Freshie shirt showcasing the Campus’ upcoming Date Auction. She also had a pair of Ray Bans sitting atop Her freshly done 12” Remy hair. To top it all off, she wore a Breast Cancer Awareness wristband that read
“What Y’all about to do?” Chanel asked interrupting the Duos banter.
“We aint got no plans.” Boozer answered giving Jen the side-eye glance.
“Whatever Bitch...” Jen responded. “We going to get something to eat. You coming with us... Ummm what’s your name again?!”
“I’m Chanel. From Cypress. I like big Ones, no small ones, and finding snacks.”
“Finding snacks?!” Boozer asked suddenly. “Bitch, we are the snacks!” She said as she snapped her fingers.
“You can say that again...” Jen responded as she rolled her eyes.
“Bitch...We... are... THE... Snacks..” Boozer responded rolling her eyes in a similar fashion.
These chicks are crazier than me. I like it!
“Hey.” Chanel said suddenly looking at Boozer’s chest. “What’s a Date Auction?”
“Beetch, I don’t know!” Boozer exclaimed. “It was free and it matched my outfit so I wore it.”
“How don’t you know what a Date Auction is?” Jen asked as She gently turned Boozer around by her shoulders to read the back of her shirt.
“Why you care Lil Red Riding Hood?” Boozer asked angrily.
“Based on the back of YOUR shirt,” Jen began, “They selling dates for Men and Women.”
“What kind of dates?!” Chanel asked suddenly interested.
“The kind you go on...” Jen answered.
“Duh!” Boozer exclaimed. “Why We talking so much about this damn shirt?! I thought we was going to get out this heat to find some food?”
