"Yo, yo, Lil' Master H" Carlos said to Harry
"Wassup??" Harry said. He had shed his English accent, and now spoke in pure Ghetto-talk.
"Did you check out the action at the club last night?" Tyrone asked
"Nah, I decided to stay in."
"Well, there were some pretty hot babes. Bonifa was lookin' for ya."
"Oh yeah?" Harry said, leaning against a car and taking a swig of vodka.
"Yeah, she be like 'Hey, Tyrone, where Harry at?' And I was like, I dunno, and she was like 'Well, I want to talk with him' And then I says, 'yeah, you wanna TALK to Harry."
"Dude, she got the hots for ya." Dyshawn said
"Yeah, whatvever." Harry said, chucking the empty bottle at the houses across the street.
"C'mon, let's go" Manny said, who was the leader of the gang.
They all walked off down the street, in their stolen FUBU and Tommy Hilfiger jackets.
The 5 boys were in a horizantal line. Manny, the tallest was at the right. Manny had busy brown hair, long sideburns, and lots muscle. Next to him walked his lieutenant, Harry. Harry was now about 6 feet tall. His bangs were sticking up and dyed blonde. His glasses were gone, and he was starting to get muscles, like the rest of the gang members. Next to Harry was Tyrone, a black boy 1/2 a foot taller than Harry. Tyrone had a goatee, and his left ear was pierced 2 times. Then came the 2 newest members of the gang, and they were the youngest. Little Dyshawn was 14 and blonde with a pierced nose, tongue and eyebrow. Dyshawn was about 5 foot 3, and skinny. Then was Carlos the youngest, at then tender age of 13, had been in gangs for the past 4 years of his life. Carlos had black hair and was styled the same as Harrys.
They were planning to go meet Bonifa, and her friends.
You see, they weren't going out with Bonifa and her friends, they were just banging them
THE END????
AUTHORS NOTE: I AM DEFINATELY GOING TO WRITE A SECOND PART. Oh yeah, and that HermioneG person isn't me. She is copying my style of writing, not that I care.