-1A car slowly rolled down the street, two men riding in it. A bass boom shook their windows as they cruised. Both were dressed in black, with blacks rags tied around their heads.
"Hey man, what are we doin? Ya called me over, now I want to know what the hell is going on." The man in the driver's seat said.
"Hey Scott, chill out dude, we are about to make some money." The other said with a big smile. He was a heavier set man, with brown hair and brown eyes. Scott had flaming red hair, blue eyes, and an unshaven face.
"What do ya mean? If it's drugs dude get me da fuck out of here, I don't touch that shit, you know that." Scott said.
"No dog, it's not that, you'll see." The heavier man said.
"TJ, you'd better not be shittin me." Scott said.
"You know me…" TJ said with a big smile. Scott turned up the radio and fell silent. A few minutes later the car stopped on a street corner. TJ rolled down the window.
"Hey ladies!!!" TJ yelled. Several prostitutes came towards the car. Scott chuckled.
"Bitches man." TJ smiled, looking back at Scott. Scott nodded and watched.
"Hey big daddy." They all said in unison. They began to hand him money. TJ took several wads from the girls, and then gave them each their share.
"That's right hunnies, Big Daddy is a fair daddy. Go get me some more dough." TJ said, rolling up the window and driving off. Scott smiled as TJ handed him a wad of twenties.
"Bitches…" Scott laughed as TJ continued on.
"Told ya man, the police are looking out for them drug pushers, so the ho business is boomin while them pigs are lookin for the wrong fellas." TJ said. Scott nodded and turned the radio off.
"Hey man, why did ya do that?" TJ asked.
"I wanted to talk to you about something." Scott said. TJ pulled the car into a McDonald's drive thru.
"Want anything to eat?" TJ asked. Scott shook is head no.
"Well dude, ya see, me and Steph, we wanna get married, but we don't have nearly enough money for a proper weddin." Scott said. TJ laughed.
"I see, I see. Well, I can't give ya anything like ya see on TV, but I'll scrape together what I can, and you'll at least get one, k man?" TJ said.
"Serious dude? Thanks! Yo, get me a number three." Scott said.
"Now your hungry?' TJ said with a smile.
"Welcome to McDonald's, can I get you anything today?" The voice box asked.
"Yeah, can I get two number threes, extra mayo, Mr. Pibb please." TJ said.
"Ten ninety seven at the first window." The voice said. TJ pulled around and paid for the food, and waited for them to bring it. A car pulled up behind them. It was a dark brown, and inside were three men, dressed in white.
"Oh shit…" Scott said, looking in the rear view mirror. TJ looked.
"Damn…hey, dude, don't pay no attention, maybe they won't see us." TJ said. Scott looked at TJ. TJ's hand tightly gripped a pistol lying between the two seats.
The lady brought the food, TJ took it with his other hand. He slowly pressed the gas to drive off.
"Let's get home man, quick." Scott said. TJ turned left, heading for home. The other car didn't follow them. TJ sighed as he turned down another street.
"Man, ever since Grove Street came back, new Gangs are wanting territory. The Ballas are gone, and now this lil time pieces of shit think they can go blasting the hell out of everything. Shits fucked up man." TJ said, handing Scott some fries while he drove.
"Yea, I know. We need to go meet with CJ and Sweet, see if we can get some kind of protection." Scott said.
"You know I don't want to do that, if we align with Grove Street, we'll make more enemies than friends." TJ said, taking a sip of his drink.
"Our gang won't be getting nowhere like that though dude." Scott said.
"I know, I know. Give me some time, we'll think of something…" TJ said.
"You'd better me, the longer we hold out on an alliance, the higher the chances of our gang falling apart. All the homies want to join Grove Street, but they are waiting on your call TJ." Scott said. TJ turned onto a street called Pinebrook Drive.
"We back in our own land now…" TJ said.
"TJ, I appreciate what your gonna do for me and Stephanie. After the wedding though, I expect you to have an answer to our dilema." Scott said. TJ nodded. Scott got out of the car and walked to his house. TJ pulled in front of his own run down house and went inside. He plopped down on the couch. He lived by himself.
"Fuck…what am I supposed to do?" He said as he bit into his burger.