Confessional (Viviana): Those sluts think that they can just jump me…and that I won’t do anything back? They got another fucking thing coming to them. I can’t wait till these bitches get back.
Confessional (Cheyanne): Ayy yo, I got my girl V’s back any day, so when the white trash gets back, it’s time to get em’ to go to da dumpster if you know what I’m saying.
Viviana: I can’t fucking believe they ripped every piece of clothing that I own.
Cheyanne: Bitch, they gone right now! GO TEAR DEY SHIT UP! DON’T LET DEM CUNTS GET AWAY WITH THAT PUSSY SHIT!
*Viviana runs to Diane and Britany’s room, but she finds that they took absolutely everything that they owned, except for the mattresses*
Viviana: Ayy they may have dey clothes, but imma make their sleep hella horrible.
*Viviana ran down to the kitchen and grabbed two gallons of water and a bag of sugar*
Viviana: I hope these thirsty ass bitches stick to dey fucking mattress in they sleep and then imma fucking cut em’ to pieces.
*She dumped half the bag of sugar on each of their mattresses and then a gallon of water on each mattress*
Cheyanne: Rest in fucking piece bitches. I hope you ain’t never sleep again in my mothafuckin’ house. I will make yo ass walk the fuck out.
*THE NEXT DAY*
Viviana: Ayy Cheyanne. I’m telling you, I can’t wait to see dem bitches walk through the door. It’s gonna be on like Donkey Kong.
Cheyanne: Bitch I’m saying. They don’t know what they got comin’ to em’
Viviana: I’m saying bitch.
*IN THE LIMO*
Britany: You know Chey and V are gonna try to jump us right when we walk through the mothafuckin door.
Diane: Yeah, I was kinda expecting that.
Britany: So are you gonna try and prepare for em’ or are we just gonna let them kick our ass?
Diane: We beat her ass yesterday? I mean what’s stopping is from doing it again? For fuck’s sake Britany, just cuz we are white does not mean we can’t take her.
Britany: You aren’t factoring in the fact that Cheyanne was locked out of the room last night. I am not saying we can’t take her, but we do not know how strong she is.
Diane: Why don’t you go after V, since her beef is mainly with you and honestly, I can take
Chey. I will kick her ass if she even dare try to step in.
*The limo pulls up to the house. Diane and Britany walk out and step up to the house. They open the door to see Cheyanne and Viviana standing at the stairs*
Britany: Wassup boo? I see you got a cute ass black eye and your weave is all kinds of fucked up.
Viviana: You think you two can jump me and get away with it. If you think that’s true then you got me fucked up. I ain’t nobody’s bitch and I will not tolerate jumping.
Cheyanne: Ain’t dat da truth
*Before Britany or Diane replies, Viviana lunges towards Britany, but Britany grabs her by her weave and knocks her into the ground*
Britany: Bitch you think you so bad. You can’t even beat me when you tryna catch me off guard.
*Britany continues to punch Viviana in the face and Viviana does nothing but stick her arms out and try to block the punches. Cheyanne looks at Diane, who is staring right back at her. Cheyanne looks back at the fight and does absolutely nothing to help her friend.*
Security: *They pull Britany off of Viviana, who has a bloody lip and nos* Girls, stop fighting.
Britany: Bitch where’s round three? I won the first two you dumb cunt! I’ll take you anytime, anywhere. You ain’t gonna fuck me up. *Before security turned Britany away from Viviana, she hocked a loogie at Viviana and it landed in her eye*
Viviana: *She pats her eye and tries to jump through security* YOU TRASHY ASS BITCH!
Britany: Come at me bitch! I’ll fight your ass, even with two men holding me back. I can take your ass any day! Try me.
*Security releases Britany. Her and Diane walk to their room and immediately notice that something is wrong with their mattresses. To solve their problem, they flip over the mattress and they throw on two pairs of sheets.
Confessional (Britany and Diane): Britany: Bitches really believe that they actually are gonna scare me outta here. It’s fucking Barbie bitch and I am never leaving my dream house. Diane: Amen to that. See ya later bitches.
*In the other room*
Gina: V, why the hell can’t you just leave Brit alone. You judged her solely because she was white and now look at you. You have gotten your ass kicked twice.
Viviana: Gina, please don’t try and start with me right now, I am not the one. Besides, whose side are you on anyway? The pretty, rich white girls or your fellow latina’s?
Gina: I am not picking fucking sides. They seem like chill, real-ass bitches. I mean they obviously belong here with most of us, as they can hold their own, against bitches like you and Chey.
Viviana: What are you even talking about? Cheyanne didn’t have my back in that fight. She stood back and watched as Britany attacked me.
Cheyanne: Ayy V, don’t let my name come out your mouth. No offense dog, but you got what was coming to you. You can’t just pick on a bitch, because she is white.
Viviana: But girl you is my friend. You was supposed to have my back!
Cheyanne: BITCH THIS AIN’T THE BABYSITTER’S CLUB! I GOT MY OWN BACK AND I FUCK WITH THE BITCHES THAT I WANNA FUCK WITH. Glad that I got that shit straight.
Viviana: Bitch I know that you ain’t tryna fight me. I KNOW that you ain’t tryna fight with me.
Gladys: Ayy, what is with all the yelling?
Cheyanne: This BITCH thinks that she can sit there and tell me how to live my life. No thank you! From now on, Chey is flying solo!
*In the other room*
Britany: Yay! Finally some drama on the other side of the house.
Katlyn: I don’t know why you don’t just leave them alone. They never really did anything to hurt you.
Britany: Bitch shut up! You wanna take that side, then go ahead. You ain’t even wanted over here anyway.
Diane: Amen to that.
*Britany and Diane run over to the other room and see that Viviana and Cheyanne are within feet of each other, just staring at each other*
Gladys: Eh, I don’t need do drama in here. So if you got beef, imma need yawl to take that OUT of my sanctuary. OK? Thank you!
