Tossing her cigarette down Priscilla snubbed it out with the toe of her heel. It seemed like a little bit of commotion was going on behind her so she decided to check it out. She flipped her ebony hair off her shoulder and strolled over to the group giving them a smile as she did, [i]"What's going on here?"[/i] Cici asked looking between the group that seemed to have a little bit of tension. She noticed Chey away from the group with her shoulders dropped a little, and wondered if something happened between her and the boys. 

[i]"Ya'll better not have been talking shit about my friend."[/i] Priscilla said in a bit of a intimidating and loud voice, she didn't like to be that way, but Chey held a special place in her heart, due to the similarities the two shared; age, style. Cici would consider her one of her close friends in the group, but because of Chey's quietness and Cici's outspokenness, it was sometimes hard to tell just what Chey thought.