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Y/n l/n - the youngest out of the two children her mother birthed on this planet.
Her, and her brother Damien grew up ATL, with both of they parents who were lawyers. They had a very successful law firm that they both ran - they were good at they work, saying just good almost sounds like an understatement.
They were able to give you and your brother the life that the knew you two deserved. You had a beautiful home, nice clothes, nice things, were always fed, and never went without. That's the kind of life you're parents want you two to have - a better life growing up then what they had.
Around the age of 10 you made a friend who at the time you didn't know would be on your side for years to come.
Mariah.
Mariah lived right next door to you - her mom also worked at your parents law firm and her dad was a police officer, who would soon be promoted to the position of sheriff.
Like any friendly neighbors and co-worker your parents and Mariah parents became close friends.
Mariah mom was a lawyer, so was your mom and dad - and her dad was a police officer, so a friendship was evident to happen, since they were all so passionate about their line of work.
Your parents would always invited them over for dinner, game nights, small gatherings, which after would leave you and Mariah to play, and Damien would try to boss you both around because "he was the oldest and you two sound listen to him." But in reality that was totally the opposite of what would happen.
You and her became inseparable. You had made that life lone friendship that everyone wishes to have.
You and Mariah did everything together and could talk to each other about the things you both felt like you couldn't talk to your parents about.
"Apartment 304," you say while getting the key out of your bag to open the door to your new penthouse. "Bitch hurry up and open the door this box is heavy as shit," Mariah complains while struggling to hold one of the few boxes you and her had brought. The apartment was already fully furnished therefore you and Mariah didn't have to go and buy furniture, the only thing you guys had to do was bring any essentials y'all needed from home to your new apartment.
Years down the line and your both 19 - hundreds of miles away from home and starting college.
After graduation you and Mariah started thinking about going to college away from home. Mariah knew that you always wanted to go to New York - as did she.
You both ended up applying to the same colleges. And low and behold you both got accepted into a university in New York - Brooklyn college.
You were both overflowed with happiness and that you both got accepted.
