Undercover (This Ain't HighSchool)

Ooooh someone got it the other day eh? Lmaooo I'm still crying at "this hoe want some trukfit". Nic ratchet AF. ANYWHO, this here is a lil something I wrote that's kinda based off of the HS video. Its similar but with an OF twist obviously. Cause they are just too perf. Let me know how y'all feel about it. K bye. 

"Onika are you sure you're ready for this?" Captain Carter asked her, with a concerned look on his face.

She nodded and smiled, "I'm a big girl Cap. I can take care of myself ya know?"

The captain sighed and adjusted his hat.

"These are dangerous men, they're not your regular perps. We needed someone to go undercover to infiltrate them and I know you're the right choice. I'm just worried about you. Don't get in too deep, and always remember why you're doing this." He warned.

Her face became instantly serious and she replied, "I understand. I know I'm going to have to act the part for them to trust me, but I won't let it sway me from my duty."

The captain patted her shoulder.

"Good. Now I want you to go to the safe house, get into character and run over the details once more. Tomorrow, you'll start the mission."

"Yes sir." She nodded, then left his office.

As she drove to the safe house she thought about what the captain said.

I know he's just worried about me but I can handle this. I've studied this cartel for months. I've learned everything I can, and I know just what to do to get close to El Jefe.

She pulled into the safe house and got out the car. Looking at the old warehouse, you would never suspect all it had inside. She entered in the combination and opened the door.

It was like a little house inside the building. There were your basic amenities; bedroom, bathroom, kitchen and living room. There was also an office and a training room, to stay in shape and practice her shooting. She walked into the office and grabbed the folder that was on the desk. Inside it was her new identity and all the information she needed to go along with it. Her new name was Nicki Minaj, she was supposedly a 23 year old model/ escort. It was the perfect cover to get in with El Jefe, who had a penchant for pretty girls and liked to keep the ones he deemed worthy close by. All she had to do was prove her worth to him.

Alright Nicki, she thought to herself trying to get used to the name change, time to play dress up.

She made her way to the closet, which was filled with clothes, makeup, shoes, and wigs. Nicki spotted a blonde wig with bangs that caught her eye.

Hmmm she thought, maybe this "Nicki" will be a blonde.

She put on the wig, and adjusted it so it looked proper. She smiled at herself in the mirror.

Not bad, I think I'll definitely go with this one. 

She still had to take the picture for her new ID, so now that she had decided on a wig, she did her makeup and got dressed. Making her way back to the office she found the camera and set it up. After she was done making the ID, she took off the wig and changed back into some comfy clothes. She headed to the bedroom with her notes and prepared for a long night of studying.

6 months later....

Nicki had made it in with El Jefe, and just as planned, he had made her his number one. That meant that wherever he went, she went, and she learned the ins & outs of his business. Right now, he was leaving to go to a meeting with some well known jewelers. Besides running the drug cartel, El Jefe was a notorious collector, he had a thing for rare and unusual jewels. The guy who set up the meeting promised it would be worth El Jefe's time. Nicki sat next to him, waiting on the arrival of his guests.

Ugh this is so boring. None of this pertains to my investigation, so I really don't even have to pay attention right now, she thought.

Just then, the doors opened and a group of men entered the room. One stepped forward, obviously the one in charge. He walked up to El Jefe and spoke.

"It's good to finally meet you, my names Safaree."

El Jefe nodded at him. 

 "Well as you already know I go by El Jefe, and this lovely thing-" he said pointing at Nicki, "is my number one girl, Nicki."

Nicki looked up from her phone, hearing her name, and looked at the man in front of her. From his chocolate skin, to his toned muscular looking body, there was no doubt this man was fine. As she looked into his eyes, she felt a spark she hadnt felt before. She smiled at him and said, "It's nice to meet you, Safaree was it?"

Safaree stood there taking in the gorgeous woman in front of him. Her body was perfect, she was petite but curvy in all the right places. When she smiled at him, her dimples showed and he couldn't help but smile back. 

"Yeah, nice to meet you too." He replied, never taking his eyes off her.

El Jefe cleared his throat. 

"Shall we move on to the business side of things now?" He asked, clearly irritated.

Safaree stopped staring at Nicki and put his focus back on her boss.

"Of course, sorry about that." He replied.

After the meeting was over, El Jefe invited Safaree and his crew, The Vaks, to stay the night in his mansion. They accepted and were shown to their rooms. Once in his room, all Safaree could think about was Nicki.

She's the most beautiful woman I've seen in my life. I have to make her mine. I don't care if she's already HIS. I need to see her again, he thought.

Meanwhile, Nicki had managed to excuse herself from El Jefe and was in her room, thinking. She hasn't been able to get Safaree off her mind since she met him.

I need to see him again. I can't explain it but I felt this connection to him. But how am I gonna do this without Jefe finding out. He's definitely the jealous type. I can't even look at another man without him flipping out. 

Just then, she got an idea. She went over to her desk, pulled out a scrap of paper and wrote something on it. She folded it up and hid it in her shoe. Nicki made her way down the hallway, looking for the room she knew Safaree would be put in. She slipped the note underneath the door and left.

Safaree was laying on the bed when he heard footsteps stop in front of his door, then walk away quickly. He went to the door and opened it. No one was in sight. He looked down and found a piece of paper. Picking it up and opening it  he was surprised at who it was from. It read:

Meet me in the library at midnight, if you felt what I felt. Don't be late.

     -Nicki

To Be Continued....

Aww wasn't that interesting? Right? No? Whatever. Shout out to the nice people who leave comments, you're my favorite. Smiley face stickers for y'all. So this is gonna be a 2 parter. Not really sure when I'm gonna post the other half...possibly soon. Or not. Whenever I get the time for it. But it shall be posted in a timely-ish fashion. Ohhh kehhhhh. BYEE y'allllll.

iiiitss onikafareeeee biiiiiiitchhhhh! Xoxo