Prom Night Diva's
By Johnny Bodley
"Yo he never knew, he just kept on smilin' and flexin' his muscles, and would you believe girl, that fool was rappin', thinkin' he was Lil' Scrappy, Master P, Nellie or somebody." Talking 'bout "It's getting' hot in here." "Word is he told his boys that he was gonna "get into those jeans" (Sex).” “He thought he was Genuine too girl." “Oh yeah.” “Oh well girlfriend, I guess you showed him." "Yea, but I kind of hate it in a way because he was much nicer than Javaris; all that dog did was talk about his shorty (girlfriend) after I let him hit this." "I hope he hook her up (infect) with this prom night gift that I'm gonna give him, you know what I'm sayin', cause I don't care anymore." "What up wit’ you girlfriend, did you score (have sex) yet?" "Oh yeah! two down and eight to go." "But I gots to chill a little because I talked to my Doctor two days ago and he told me that I was developing last stage symptoms, but I bet I have twenty before you."
"Oh well the night is still young, if you know what I mean girl." "Sexy Tre' what it be bout dog?" "It be bout time you hook a playa up." "A yo I thought you'd never ask, you know you ain't nothin' but a dog anyway." "True, where's it gon' happen my whip (car) or yours?" "Yo dog you got your mom's Lex' so let's flex up in it." "How's yo’ boo Chenette doing these days?" "I don't want to talk about her Naiesha, especially while we're sexing like this" "why not, you're cheatin' on her, right?" "Yo, you brought it, so I'm havin' it, women think all men are dogs anyway right?" "Check this out shorty, take me back to the school, I'm out (leaving)."
I’m feeling the fact that I shouldn't be feeling this way on prom night, but I have something to prove to all the haters at my school. You see, I know I'm fine and gorgeous and all that, and so is my best friend Gina, and by the way my name is Naiesha. Tonight is prom night, and mom have rented the girl a "money green convertible mustang," and that baby is sittin' on a nice set of 24's, (car rims and tires) with a stereo system that's the bomb, and that mug be thumpin' off the hinges.
This queen is iced down in my long sleeveless money green dress and peeping out of my hazel green contacts to match. My rap Gina is stylin' hard too, wit' her long jet-black and burgundy weave all blowing in the wind, and her ankle length midnight black silk gown wit' splits on both sides. Like me, the girl is laid out, and tonight I know we can get any boy we want, no doubt. So what if I'm sixteen and got two babies, and Gina is fifteen and has one. They don't care! Javaris, Tre', Marquis, Devin, Ron, and the rest of them dogs that I've had tonight didn't care; they just wanted to hit it. And just as sure as my nickname is 'Eisha, I let'em.
Oh by the way, Gina and I have AIDS, if you haven’t figured that out already. But why should we care if they get it or what happens to them, no one cared about us. They just hooked us up wit’ the quickness and jetted (left). So in retaliation, we've set an extremely dangerous goal for us. We will infect sexually, twenty boys between the two of us tonight, and we're half way there already if you're feelin' (understand) the girl. The haters at school call us skeezers, ho's, hoochie momma's and sluts, and that's fine 'cause tonight we ain't gonna let names cramp our style.
Our mission is to have somebody's boo tonight and we hope he take this package (HIV) we're giving him, and give it to his main squeeze. "Hey JT," "what up Roc dog." "Come roll wit' me playa, I got yo' shorty Gina up in here Yo, and she wanna hook us up. Are you down?" "Sex?" "Yeah." "Are you crazy dog, you know I'm down for that because I heard her stuff was off the chain (extremely good)." "Yo pull over; let's get busy wit' the quickness right now." "What's wrong Gina baby?" "Yaw ain't got any rubbers do you? (Condoms) 'cause I don't use them things, they make me break out."
"Well, Roc and I got ours wit' us, and we gon' use them because we were told to always use a latex every time we have sex to be safe. That dude that came to our school to talk about AIDS told us that." "Well you better go tell that dude to take yaw'll to get some stuff (sex) then, ‘cause yaw'll ain't gettin' none here." Gina said sounding serious. "A Yo, Yo, hold up Gina baby we ain't gon' worry 'bout it, we know you're clean and you know we ain't got no disease." JT said quickly. "Yo whose pager goin' off, one of yaws or mine," hollowed Gina. "You know it ain't yours Gina," Roc said smiling, who gonna page you?"
"Yo' boy Barry! You know the one that's gettin' on yo' girl when you ain't around dog." Gina responded gleefully. "Yo you can gone wit' that Gina, cause ain't nobody hittin' my baby." Roc says convincingly. "Yeah, whatever dog, drop me off behind the school. I'll catch you's later." Gina said playfully.
"What it be like Gina," "Hey Barry, what you doing wit' that lame (square) Jamey in the car wit’ you, I thought you was gon' be alone." "I told him that I was meetin' you so he wanted to chill, is that alright wit' you queen?"
"I guess so, 'cause sex is always better when there's three or more doin' it, but I know ‘ball players don't know nothin' bout that, all they no about is shootin' hoops right?" "Well, tonight I'm gonna school you ballers on some serious love makin' check it, who's first?" "Wow! Such lames, I gotta hit my girl 'Eisha on the hip (page) and see what's her count.
"'Eisha where you at, and what be your count?" “Girlfriend I'm chillin' up in this tight limo' wit' yo' dog Sugar boo, Mr. "thug life" himself." "He rented this baby in the ATL’ and he swears up and down he's 'bout it, (fine) and oh by the way, he's number ten thank you." "He's layin' me out wit' that tattoo that you and I always wanted, you know the one that say's "I got you!" "He told me that if I sex him up, that would be all the pay he needs, a double whammy if you ask me, because I'm piecing his big ugly ears using the same needle that he used on me, and my blood is all on it."
"He's so stupid, he said that when he drop me off at the school, he was gon' scoop (pick up) his shorty up and take her out in the "you know where" and sex her up all night long." (Whispering in her miniature cell phone) "Too bad this fool don't know the facts about HIV, but even if he did it's kinda' too late now because he's a playa that's been played, and guess what girl, he just told me that he goes both ways, you know what I mean? A down low brother."
"He said he has a friend name Mario that sexes him up whenever he wants it." "The nerve of him telling me this, can you believe that?" "Eisha, I think it be 'bout time you come and get me, and we jet back to the school." "Yo, I'll floss (come) right over right away." Seven months to the night, Gina got very sick and was admitted in the hospital; one week later she died.
My rap left this world knowing that I was her very best friend to the end. She never did forgive whoever infected her with the virus either, and neither have I. Her mom has custody of her child Demonshe', "my god child." Eisha cries out.
Exactly three months after prom night fifteen students from my school tested positive for HIV. Nine girls and six boys, and every time I read that in the newspaper I want to kill myself, cause I know that Gina, (peace be onto her) and I had a lot to do with that. Yes, I'm a little remorseful, but my vow to my girl on her deathbed comes before anything else, and that vow was that because the mission weren't really completed on prom night, I must carry on. “ And I will in my girls name.” Angrily 'Eisha says to herself. Some of them may not know me but I'm out here, and I prey on those whom I know will help me complete my mission quickly before I join my girl.
"I'm at the games, I'm at the dances, and I'm even in their homerooms at school." 'Eisha says to another infected wanna be diva. "I'm just looking to be had by all the so called playa's. And I'm still looking good! Girl do I look like a queen or what! I'm still a diva, and if they be dumb and have me not knowing what their gettin’, I'm gonna take’em to the candy shop, and let’em have some fun lickin' my lolley pop. Girl! I’m gonna hook'em up on the strength!"
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