Rockys pov
Jazelle finally hit me up and I was packed and ready to go. My mom knew I was in trouble she told me don't leave but I had to get away. Chad kept blowing me up and I didn't want to talk to him at all. He tried to play me out and I was pissed off to the max. Pacing the room Jazelle was outside blowing her horn. I grabbed my things and ran out the door.
Inside the car she had the music on blast. I cut it down some. "Hey stranger." I spoke. "That's you miss thing you so brand new on me." Rolling my eyes I looked at her crazy. "Jazelle please I never changed." I said. "Hmmm yes you have chicka." She said. "How Jaz?" She laughed and kept driving. "You got beefcake. Everybody Rocky got beefcake!" She said laughing all loud and stuff.
"Why are you yelling?" I asked laughing. "
