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the game was easily won by the man who grinned at dre. "come on, man. i'm twelve!" dre exclaims.
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Dre's P.O.V
3rd person
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"he's really good. iv'e never seen him lose to anybody." harry chuckles. as the two of them sat on basketballs. "dude. you're gonna talk to her or what?" "to who?" dre looks over at harry. "to her. the girl you've been staring at." "i wasn't staring at her, dude." dre lies. "yeah, you were" harry says with a grin.
"you should go talk to her, unless you're scared?" "i'm not scared of anything." he quickly responds, defending himself. "then go do it, go, come now" dre gets up, showing a smile as he approaches the girl who sat silently on the bench not too far with a violin case that sat beside her.
dre says something in broken chinese as the girl flinches at his words. "i forgot. no english, um.." he suddenly starts to think of something quick. the girl chuckles "what kind of language was that?" dre looks at the girl, "you speak english?" his eyes widen as he turns speechless. "m-me too.." he points to himself.
"so, what are you listening to?" his curiosity getting the best of him. "bach." she responds. "bach, yeah.. listen to them all the time. their up tight, but have you heard this?" dre pulls out of his phone, turning on a hip hop beat.
he starts breakdancing for the girl before she asks "may i touch your hair?" he stops, "you want to touch.. my hair?" he raises an eyebrow as she nods with a smile.
"um.. sure" dre bends over as the girl touches his hair.
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3rd person ::
not too far from dre, a group of boys were pointing and chuckling at dre. they soon approach them, immediately changing the atmosphere.
"shouldn't you be practicing?" the taller boy approaches the girl whose smile immediately faded. "i am practicing-" the boy scoffs, "then explain what you're doing now? you won't be needing these then." he grabs the paper from her hands and throws them down on the floor.
"你怎么了/ what's your problem!?" she stands up, raising her voice at him. on the other hand, dre picks up the papers, but just as he does, the papers get slapped out of his hands once again by the boy. "leave it." the boy sternly says.
"come on, dude!" dre yells, picking the paper up. "i said, leave it!" the boy then raises his voice. but just as he slaps the papers out of dre's hand, dre manages to move his hand out of the way in time. which resulted in his getting pushed to the ground.
"you want to fight!?" the boy then yells as the girl watched with concern as she was being held by the boy's friends.
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