Mitch Bee

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Yo wassup

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Yo wassup. My name is Mitch Bee, in the flesh. I have shimmering, brown, blond and red hair like peanut butter and jelly. My eyes are a deep mustard forest alien woodsy fairy green that changes colors when I'm mad or sad. I wear glasses and I like Inosuke because i'm kinda different.

My best friends are Two-Bit and Steve. We are childhood friends and we know each other real well. I taught Steve how to make a bomb ass chocolate cake because i'm just cool like that.

You might not know this already but I'm a greaser. I'm dirt poor and my parents died before I was born and was left to an alcoholic uncle who says he's an actor and lives in this run down house that has an eye-shaped window on top. I'm forced to clean the whole house with a toothbrush and cook everyday for him and his theatre group. I hate my life and I hate my uncle!

I just left the drugstore by Pickett and Sutton when a blue Mustang pulls up behind me and starts to follow me. I pick up my pace until one of them hollers at me, "hey dirty greaser hoe."

I get super scared and stutter, "w-w-what?! leave me alone Bob..." I flip my hair and fix my jean jacket. "you ain't a woofin!" I screech.

"oh you are going to regret that..." he says and gets out of his blue Mustang and pulls out...a heater?!

After getting my ass beat I start to cry and try to walk home, even though both my legs are broken and my head was cut off. I leave a trail of blood behind me and finally arrive in my neighborhood, on the East side. I trudge through the neighborhood and I wince in pain when my heart drops and rolls down the street.

I continue walking and suddenly bump into a wall that smells like dogshit and rotting corpses. I pull away and was about to slap the wall when I realized it was actually the hottie from across the street, Johnny Cade!

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