Brandon walks into the living , looking flustered at our choice of clothing.
” Save the sermon for frat , Brandy. Let’s get wasted.” I say and get off the couch. We take the elevator and Piper won’t stop rapping to a song. The elevator descends and the doors slides open.
We enter my car and I speed into the evening. Piper turn on the radio and a classic song blares out. They scoff in unison and tune endlessly. Finding nothing useful , Piper switch off the radio.
” You know on Friday after school , I saw Alexa with that same man who shot at Gray and I at Queen’s. They were together coming out of his car.” I say.
” What the f**k !” They exclaim.
” Why didn’t you tell Gray ?” Brandon asks from the backseat.
” Maybe because I don’t want him to get the wrong information on Alexa. I wanted to talk to her and ask her about whatever thing I saw yesterday before telling Gray.”