" See this is what I be talking about. Bitches always want to fight over a nigga. They need to grow up," Erica looks them up and down. " Who you calling bitches," the tall dark skin chick, who was talking to Travis, steps to us. " You and your girl that's been gritting on us," Erica points behind her. " Ain't no one gritting on y'all broads," she rolls her neck. " You a lying b***h. Those beady eyes have been on us since we came out the bathroom. You better keep it cute before you leave worse than you already do." They stare each other down," calm down," Travis and Kyrie step in between them. Shoots go off and everyone starts running. Kyrie grabs my hand pulling me to the exit. I look behind me as Erica runs in heels like a pro.
I reach my hand out and grab hers as we push our way out
