Jazmine,Walker Street,8:OO AM

Hello my name is Jazmine DuBois but you probably already know that. I am currently enrolled in the Richard. H Creston High School For Visual Arts. I had to enroll due to my father Thomas DuBois dying (ironically) of a nigga moment. And my mother leaving. I currently live with my neighbor Zonnique. She's a really funny african/dominican republican who can make some hella good french toast.

Syrup,butter,cinnamon, and whipped cream I better stop before I end up drooling on my new uniform. But I really didn't care for this black collared shirt and gray skirt with the logo on it anyway.I hated this outfit but nonetheless I had to wear it. The only person who hated it more than me was Zonni. She tried to get rid of it but it kept coming back.

She tried to throw it off the balcony but the wind blew it back. She tried to burn it but it was inflammable. She tried to shoot but get this it was bulletproof.I don't know how but it just was.

If I could go back in time,I would roundhouse kick whoever made these outfits indestructible.I learned that move from Huey. how I miss him even if we started going out this weekend. His signature scowl. His eyebrow arch everything.

Then I heard Zonnique snapping me out of my ocean of thoughts to show me what was happening on Jerry Springer. "Come on Jaz,this is the best part." She said excitedly. "Steven when it comes to 3 year old Rachael. You..." Jerry said trailing. "Are NOT the father."He said calmly. "LET'S GO! I TOLD YOU THAT BABY DON'T LOOK LIKE ME!" He said. Hype klok OR NAW?

"You right it's not you." the bish said."It's your brothers. Matter of fact let's bring him out now,come on Shawn." Jerry!Jerry!Jerry!Jerry! The crowd yelled. "Wassup Steve?" "Nigga don't wassup me. You smashed my girl?" He said pissed off."Yeah I did she said I'm bett-" He said getting punched square in the face. "JERRY!JERRY!JERRY!JERRY!" Was all I could hear Zonnique say.

"C'mon Zonni we're gonna be late."I said hurrying whilst packing my things into my school bag. "No we not." She said after a scoff. "Why not?" Beep! Beep! I looked out the window to see a custom green and black Lamborghini. "Zonni!Zonni!Zonni!Zonni!Zonni!"I said fast and excited. "I know that's our way to school."As the vehicle came to a stop a boy with mocha colored skin and hazel eyes stepped out. "Yo Ze I'm comin up I need some cereal." He yelled. And not a single imperfect vocal chord. I assume.

The boy came up like he said he would and up close,he was the most gorgeous human of the opposite gender. Besides Huey of course. But this boy was beautiful. "Hi I'm Damian, Is Ze here?" He asked. "H-H-H-Hi I'm Jazmine.Y-Yeah she's in the bathroom." Get it together Jaz save yourself for Huey."I like that name Jazmine. Just like an Indian princess. Jaaaaaazzzz!" He sung that last part. Aw Damn there go the draws.

Damian,Walker Street,8:3O AM

Dammit Zonnique! What could you be possibly doing? I gotta get my black ass to school not before I cop me some hot cheetos from yo cabinet. Anyway, I take the elevator up to Zonnique's apartment when I find this mixed girl with strawberry blonde hair and malachite eyes she was ROCKING that school uniform. With the gray and black Jordan's to match.

This Jazmine girl was very,very, beautiful person. She had straight hair that she had in a ponytail. Shhhhheit. I feel bad for her it's like 90 degrees outside. Should I try to do the moves[reference chapter 1]? Maybe not now. After school definitely."You look nice." She said. "Yup. Ask yo self,be honest. A'int I dipped in butter all fresh and clean."Her face irked AND scrunched.

"I'm just playing that's my Riley impression."That clearly seemed to relieve her.I guess she doesnt like him. Who would? Uh-huh the beef is still on.Y'all thought it stopped because of the bank robbery?Nope! I still don't like him. Lemme stop before I sound like some girl he a'int talk to like 'Oooooh he said he was gonna pick me up." Back to the subject.

Zonnique walked out of the bathroom with her phone in one hand and a brush in the other. I was caught dead with a whole bag of hot cheetos in mine. But her eye twitch made me hella nervous. Nervous enough to the point I sweat dropped. Literally. "Ze c-calm down. They just cheetos." Y'all don't know Ze like me AND her creator,when she's angry catch the nearest plane to Asia,Africa,California wherever. BUT SEE when I'M mad dammit you better start praying. Anyway.

"Put down my chips. "She said pissed off."And what if I don't?" Playfully teasing. "What if I take a bite like this?" CRUNCH! Not only did the cheesy delicious snack in my hand go crunch but also my rib cage. This girl done drop kicked me. That's when Jazmine and I notice Aaron standing there with his One touch Fierce recording me.

"Ummm who are you?" She asked cluelessly. "Aaron Obidiah Possiden Amadeaus DaRius Price III" Damn. I never knew his name was that long. He just told me it was long. "You know what I feel like having for dinner tonight? Ribs. He snickered."Damian do you need me to help you with healing? I can stay here and keep you company." Jazmine offered. "Why yes Jaz, I would absolutely love that." Who the hell would deny this offer? See Jaz had the body of a model and the -ahem- behind that'll make a nigga collapse in mid walk.

I feel like I will enjoy this day.

Huey,Richard. H Creston High School For Visual Arts,9:O1 AM

I wonder what the current location of my girlfriend is. Jazmine moved from Woodcrest to Creston over the weekend and she needed someone to comfort her over father's loss so I did. But she's never been late nor absent,even in elementary school. Hmmmmm I wonder. That's when Zonnique of the Itzel Family walked into my classroom.

"Where's Jazmine?" What? I had to get right to the point. "She's at my house taking care of Damian while his ribs heal up." She said. Okay my normal scowl began to turn into a frown ever so slowly.I like him as a friend and an unignorant person but when you come close to my girlfriend. Three words. It's. A. Wrap.

Zonnique saw my face and decided tease me about it. "Oh My Glob is Huey Freeman actually jealous?" I decided to let her question go. "Come on Huey you know you are." Again I left her question alone. "Just think about her hands feeling on his six pack while bending over to give him a good view of those perfect round breasts." I snapped. "SHUT THE HELL UP!" I can't even begin to imagine what kind of freaky things thy're beginning to do. "Excuse me Mr Freed man if you have time to talk then you have time to SHUT UP AND COME TO DETENTION!." yelled.

There were ooohs and some 'oh shits' not because what he said but because I drop kicked him. Through a chalkboard. "Huey Freeman to the principal's office!"He said after a strained groan.I can't believe he decided to disrespect my family and my culture. So I decided to disrespect his classroom and his chest.I can't even imagine what kind of freaky things they're doing.

Did I say that already? Aw who cares? What she need to be taking care of ribs for? Yo Huey how you gone automatically assume you girl is cheatin on you with ya mans like that? "But Ghost what does she need to take care of him for the whole day?" Maybe he broke his rib after her friend kicked him square in the chest. You never know. Ay I'll see ya later. I gotta go.

"Go? Go! Ay Zonnique I'll see you later! I got some business to take care of." Anger clearly in my voice. I reached the main office upon leaving the classroom. "So let's recap. He yelled at you then you drop kicked him. Seems like a case of anger issues." Principal Wayne said. "Principal Wayne with all due respect he disrespected my ethnicity. He called me a freed man. That's obviously a slave reference." I can't believe he would do that. "Well since you are a first time offender,You will get a suspension. But next time you will be going out in handcuffs. You may start your school suspension now if you want."

I took the offer and went straight to Zonniques house with a goal in task.I hope and pray I don't walk in on something I don't wanna walk in on. Looks like my prayers were declined as I walked through the wooden door and saw Damian lip locking with Jazmine. My Jazmine. "H-Huey it's not what it looks like!" I was dumbfounded. Fuck she mean it's not what it looks like. It looks like she's tounge boxing with my friend. My homie. In the words of YG, my nigga. "Fuck you mean?!" I asked waiting for a response. "It was an accident H,let me explain." My ex-nigga said. Accident? Explain? How? "Ok then go ahead explain." I needed to hear this.

"Ok it goes a little something like this. Jazmine was in the other room watching tv. I was sitting on the couch like I am now,and then I called for Jazmine. Jazmine as she is caring she hurries a lot. So when I called for her she ran in her and slipped on a magazine and that's when we ended up like this. And that's when you came in." I even looked behind to check if there was a magazine. Be that as it is, I still don't believe them.

" I can't believe you would lie to me to my face. You were my homie." "And I still am, why would I disrespect you like this?" Does he really want me to answer him? "Cause you Damian are a down low,dirty,scumbag,fradulant piece of shit! I'm out of here. Jazmine we're done!" I slammed the door behind me.I'm surprised it didn't break.

I got home and saw Riley waiting on the couch. Dumbass,bitch ass,fucking degenerates I grumbled. "Ay nigga what's wrong with you?" He asked. "Shut up you ugly ass dusty cornrowed fag." I'm so mad I don't care who I take it out on. "What you say nigga. Oh wassup you wanna go shoot I been waiting." I'm not gonna fight you Riley. I need to be alone." Then I slammed the door behind me.

I hate today.

Caeser,Kemosabe Street,9:34 AM

Girls,girls and even more girls. Just what the MC likes. I moved to Creston because my dad said it'd be safer than Woodcrest. Which was true Woodcrest you'd see burning trees. Creston: Non burning trees. Woodcrest: Ratchet girls with weaves and ass implants. Creston: Beautiful girls with natural hair and natural ass.

Woodcrest:Buildings burnt,trees down,dirty air and ghetto. Creston:The complete oppisite.I love it here. I bet half of the honeys I see now go to Creston the school I'm going to. Sweeeet. I love this city. I wonder what places they have to unleash my 's the point of being an upcoming rapper if I don't get that publicity. Anyway like I said before Creston don't got no fake honeys BUT this girl I'm seeing in front of me man. Just so happens I have my books in my hands.

Lets use that technique. Drop. There go the books. "Aww man all that organizing for nothing." I said pretending to be mad. "Oh let me help you."She said. Then I dropped the Creston Code Of Conduct. "Oh you're going to Creston to?" She asked with the voice of an angel she asked.

"Yeah I am maybe I'll meet you there. What's your name?"

"Full?"
"Yeah."

"Gabrielle Simmons."

Well Ok then. It's gon be a good year.

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