Opposite Sides (Completed)

3.

"Wait, he changed it for you?"

I nodded my head as I finished one of the math problems for my college Algebra class.

"That's wassup," Isabel smiled, "Was he cute?"

I quickly turned and looked at her, I knew exactly who the guy was and she would too if I dropped the name or description, but I didn't want to reveal all that information because none of this really mattered, it was just something to talk about at the moment. "That's irrelevant, he's Hispanic, and I'm pretty sure he's in the rival gang of my brother's." I hated how my brother was in a gang and especially how deep he was in it, but when you grow up around it you can choose to either join it or rise above it. While I took the latter, my brother made a name for himself in the streets.

"Who?" Yuri asked as she walked in my room. I gave her a key to my house for emergencies, knowing shit got crazy where she stayed, but she used it for everything but that.

"Nobody, this Hispanic" I stated as she came in taking a seat on my bed. "You should speak when you enter a room," Isabel commented as she caught eyes with Yuri. Yuri rolled her eyes, putting her attention on me. Yuri was not a fan of Isabel, she thought she was shady and should be watched since technically she was a part of the enemy's territory. But that shit had nothing to do with us, yes the boys were beefing but we didn't have to. I liked Isabel, she was super cool.

"Watch her ass, she might be trying to get you killed, asking you shit like that."

I laughed as I closed the math book, "I don't think her asking if someone is cute equates to her trying to get me killed."

"It could be her coy to try and put you on with one, or run and tell one of her little home girls you was trying to get at her man."

"I don't even know who the guy is, eres muy estúpida." Isabel shot back rolling her eyes.

"I'll show you stupid, bitch. Speak English if you really bout it."

"Okay!" I chimed in, I hated how much they didn't get along.

Isabel got up rolling her eyes. "Well I'm going to go chica, want to get up tomorrow?"

"Nahh, she good" Yuri blurted out.

I rolled my eyes as I caught eyes with Isabel, "yeah, just text me." Isabel walked out, closing my door as she exited.

"You need to stop fucking with her," Yuri started as she scrolled through her phone.

I shook my head not even wanting to listen to the bullshit she was about to start, "I'm forreal, like be real Johanna. That bitch came smiling in your face, what? A couple of months ago? Around the time when this shit popped off and you don't think that shit suspect?"

"It was before that."

"Jo, it was literally the week Marcus killed that nigga at the basketball court. The shit is suspect. The bitch just want information and you giving it to her."

I faced her as I crossed my arms, "what information am I giving her Yuri?"

"Bitch, she know your brother in a gang."

"So Yuri, a whole bunch of niggas are in the gang. You act like she knows he leads it."

"It don't matter, she know it's him and his friends. She been to your house, the same house that you fucking stay in with your brother. If she wanted to tell her fucking chulos or whatever the fuck they called they could come shoot this shit up today. You too friendly with the other side. And right now ain't the time, we in a real ass war. Like do your brother know you got a Hispanic running up and through here? Shit, have you ever even been to her place?"