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L A T E E F A H ~ W A L K E R
"New motto: Idgaf. Get with it."
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M A R C E L ~ W A L K E R
His Outfit|| Complete with a hat
Location|| Walker Family Residence
iPod|| I Don't F*ck With You by Big Sean ft. E-40
Mood|| Annoyed
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L A T E E F A H ~ W A L K E R
"New motto: Idgaf. Get with it."
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M A R C E L ~ W A L K E R
His Outfit|| Complete with a hat
Location|| Walker Family Residence
iPod|| I Don't F*ck With You by Big Sean ft. E-40
Mood|| Annoyed
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Lateefah had just captioned her "ootd" pic on Instagram when her phone her ringtone for her brother blared loudly on her phone. Her Wannabe sisters, Bella, Chanel, and Tori all cringed at the sound and Lateefah rolled her pretty brown eyes. She could ignore it. It wasn't like Marcel was going to do anything other than whine about how she was supposed to have done this, that and the third, and she honestly didn't have time. At the same time, she'd just hear about it at the party later and he wasn't going to fuck with her turn up.
"What?" She could hear Marcel's attitude before he even spoke a word. "You do know Ma is pissed right? She didn't even say you could go out today." Lateefah exhaled dramatically and her girls giggled. "Is there a point to this phone call?" Marcel paused in the middle of making his leftover sandwich from the succulent baked chicken dinner Lateefah had made the night before. "Yeah, you took my truck." Lateefah rolled her eyes before stating, "You mean the truck that belongs, technically, to Dad since he paid for it and the Camry. The same truck he told me last night I could use since I'm driving my friends around. Again, what is the point of this convo?" Marcel sighed in frustration. Lateefah had been nothing but attitude-ridden since her return from Atlanta two days ago, and part of it was his mom's fault, Marcel could admit. Marissa Walker had thrown the biggest of fits at seeing Lateefah's hair and even threatened to cut it, which prompted a quick call to their father at the army base. Luckily, he was able to pick up, but the tension in the house was still present even with both females not even there.
"You know what, I don't know what the fuck your attitude is about. I'm not the one who did shit to you. As I recall, it's a bit vice versa." Marcel countered after a few moments of silence on both ends and Lateefah deadpanned. She did feel a bit guilty about telling her mother about Marcel's boyfriend, especially considering how against homosexuality Marissa was and how much she knew Marcel liked Tyler. At the same time, she didn't care. That wasn't her problem anymore. Besides, it was hypocritical of him to think that his shit should be kept secret when he knew damn well teasing Lateefah about even being something as simple as bicurious would get her in trouble. It was his fault. "And as I recall, this conversation is over. Don't forget to put gas in my car." Marcel didn't even get a chance to say another word because there was a click and then he was pretty sure his sister was gone. Another sigh of exasperation later and he bit into his sandwich. He still hadn't gotten around to breaking things off with Tyler. Hell, he wasn't even sure he could. He barely could stomach facing him without wanting to forget all about Marissa's bigotry. So, he text someone he could actually hang with.
To: Bea
Sister's driving me crazy. Got any plans til the party?
"I'm still mad Marcel's actually off the market," Bella finally said when it felt safe enough and Tori quietly handed Lateefah her grande iced green tea latte and ham & Swiss panini. The quartet were at the Starbucks six minutes from the Walker residence and Lateefah was more than glad that she had planned on staying at Chanel's house for the night. She didn't feel like dealing with her mother expecting her to be home by eight or even Marcel still being mad at her about one little thing when she had a lifetime of resentments. "My brother was off the market for you the second you declared yourself my bestie," she reminded the brunette icily, shimmying her left shoulder so that she could move her newly-dyed blonde hair over it. Bella frowned, but hurried to erase the look from her face. Chanel smirked. "Well, since that's out the way, are we headed to the mall? I need a new bikini before this party." Lateefah nodded, placing her wrapped sandwich on the table in front of them as the girls started to get their things in order to leave. They had a few hours to kill and Lateefah had saved up a good chunk of her summer money since her Grams was adamant that she not spend anything while in Atlanta. Even though she had worked for any of her summer expenses while there, her Grams had still told her to simply save it. So, she had time and money to spend.
What's up, Tee? You ready?" Tori inquired since they were ready and Lateefah was still seated. While all of the girls were Wannabes, there was a definite structure in their group, one that basically made Lateefah the Queen of the Wannabes. Which also made it that the girls followed whenever she moved. And whenever she didn't move, it meant something was wrong. This time, it wasn't. She just felt like including her bestie in her plans for the day, despite how much the others seemed to be against fraternizing with someone beneath their statuses. "Karina's coming with us. I'm seeing what she wants before we pick her up." She said, staring at her phone as she sent the text out to her best friend. Above the girls, despite their seeming loyalty, Lateefah only trusted Karina and only favored said girl. Which was why she levelled the three standing before her with a hardened gaze. "Be nice." They all nodded, though Tori seemed to quietly disagree and Bella made a face of disapproval. Chanel was usually the chillest one of the trio, but it was whatever. The quartet were rarely seen without one another and since none of them wanted to ever appear not as a unit, adding a fifth person shouldn't be that much of a difference. And again, in Lateefah's mind, it was whatever. Her best friend trumped these bitches any day of the week.
To: Rina
Hey, babe <3 <3 I'm kidnapping u. Already asked ur mom last nite. Omw in a few. Wat do u want from Starbucks?