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We got home at around 4 AM and i finally got to eat ."Umm thank Goddd " I said as I stuffed the chicken in my mouth. Like dude i was hungry as hell ,my parents laughed at me and told me goodnight before they headed upstairs to get some sleep I guess. I already knew i wasn't going to school tomorrow, one because of the time, and two i saw how much money was in that bag .We gotta return the flashdrive, count the money, and ontop of all that we dont even know what the money was for ,who's it is, etc. You get it ? Its gonna be a long day .I headed upstairs to try and get as much sleep as possible before i had to get up.

12:03 p.m.

"5,555 , 5,556 , 5,557 " I counted out loud as I sat in the living room my mom had to go in to work,she had an appointment.My dad was called in as well. I had a little over 2 to 3 hours before I had to go t pickup any work i missed out on today at school...moms orders . I was almost done counting, so far I had counted about 2.5 million dollars ,not including the last stack Im currently counting. We figured out the man we caught last night was an employee for the company. Apparently he'd been stealing money from the company for over a month. He some how managed to break into the CEO's office and download all of his files from his computer onto that flashdrive plud bank account numbers. The employee, he was planning to make a trade with someone..whoever it was was going to be a very powerful and rich man/women. G said he called up some of his people and they'd handle everything else . So we where ordered to count everything ,make sure it was all there and we got to keep 25% of it for helping out .

...and they say the good dont prosper in this world.... please .

2:45
I pulled into a parking spot at my school to get this work.Walking through the main entrance I was hoping and praying it wasnt that much work like, these damn AP teachers give homework like it saves their lives . One by one I walked into each of my teachers classrooms asking them if i had any work due tomorrow every one said no, except for Ms.Tabola. She was my ELA teacher, she always had these sort of monologues she'd preach to me about how I was different and gonna be someone important one day, reguardless of the situation i'd always listen. She had  wisdom. Seemed like it anyway ..."Mr.Mcknight " she called out just as i was about to walk out. Damn I thought "yes?" I answered turning around

"Yunno one day you just might thank me for all this work i give you. If you actually took a minute to absorb what you are reading and not try to rush through it, or try find the answers on the internet you might get what im trying to get you to understand sooner ." She says

I glanced at her for a moment, taking in what she said before nodding my head towards her and walking out the room .

4:15 p.m
I walked back in the house, quickly realizing that no one was home ,walking into the kitchen i noticed a note on the kitchen counter

"Dear Shawn ,
Me and Dad Went out... something important we should be back no later than 8:30- 9:00 P.M. your excused from your training today but when I get back I expect that school work to be finished. Foods in the fridge .Love You be safe -Mom&Dad

Guess i get to have a normal afternoon for once but now since i do have a lul free time I guess I can give yall a little background about my self.

If you haven't caught this by now my name is Shawn Mcknight . Im 17 year old Junior in highschool 2017' baby (gotta represent the class yunno) . Anyways Im pretty smart so all my classes AP and im ahead in math by a year. I get into a few clubs an stuff throughout the year but the HS all starplayer roll aint my thang. I watch basketball from time to time tho #GStateBaby .As for girlfriends? Nah. I talk to a few girls here n there but ion really got time with the family business n all. Plus I need me a lady with vision n drive them girls at my school dont see pass bundles and pedicures.I do have a bestfriend though..her name Jojo , But enough about that I gotta get started onnis homework my Moms mean business fr.

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