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TINASHE POV:

"Sweetie get up, you have school" , I hear my mom call out from downstairs.

I get up tired. I can barely see anything. I walk to my bathroom and freshen myself up for the day. I'm known for being a shy girl that has her mean side. Usually shy girls wear flats and skirts, but nope, I wear Jordan's and I eat Big Macs.

Today I put on my red Jordan's with my red joggers, with my red sweat shirt and I put my hair up in a bun. I grab my Nike back pack. I check myself out before I leave, I think my outfit on fleek, who cares.I walk downstairs and I hop in my car. I turn some music on and the first song that comes one is Chris Brown and Tyga "Ayo". When it starts I turn my car up and I pull off.

I pull up to my school. I attend New Orleans high school of the arts. I pull in my parking spot.

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AUGUST POV:

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP

Uhhh, I get up out my bed and walk to the hallway bathroom. I take a quick shower because my mom or idiot step dad or my brothers is going to need the bathroom. When I get done I put on my Levi's and my black and white nike air max with my Nike T-shirt. I grab my book bag.

" Ma, can I borrow the car?" I ask.

" Sure, have it back right after school" my mom replies

"iight " I say

I leave grabbing the keys to by mom Nissan. I pull off to go to my high School . I go to New Orleans high school of the arts. I pull in to the parking lot. I hop out the car. I start walking insid-

" Wow, watch where you're going" I say

" I'm sorry, I didn't see you" she says

" maybe you need to look out more" I say

I then walk away to go to my locker...

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TINASHE POV:

This dude, just bumped into me and yelled at me. He had low dreads growing in and arm full of tattoos and is really tall. He really needs to chill. I was way too nice. Why are boys so rude. Anyway, I'm 18 yes, a senior. I'm about to graduate in four months.I pick up my books I dropped and I head to my locker. I have math first so I grab my math book and start to walk to my math
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