7- Bad move

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RACHEL WAS OUTSIDE WALKING OUT OF HER APARTMENT AS SHE HAD HER EARPHONES IN, LISTENING TO SOME.

It was a free Sunday wich was too boring for Rachel since she wanted to do something. Honey was sleeping so it was even worse.

She was hungry and in for going out to eat anyway but who was she —due to Honey's sleeping soul— to ask at the moment?

Rachel sighed and plopped down on the couch, completely out of ideas. At that moment, she was beginning to think that it was Sunday so it probably didn't matter.

She got up and took her leather jacket as she moved her curly hairs back and got her things as she stepped out and made her way out of her apartment.

Rachel texted Honey just in case if she was to wonder where her friend went since Honey was all noisy.

The weather was cool but it was cloudy, literally most of the time so it was no deal of course.

Walking by the street, Rachel's hands were stuffed in her leather pockets as she was on her way to get to the gas station nearby.

She passed the street and walked inside the store as she had arrived by the gas station and took in her surroundings while looking around to try and get a favorite snack.

Rachel was walking around as she found her favorite snack and grabbed one. Looking around, she spotted a couple guys walking in since the bell rang.

Rachel ignored it and focused on making her way to the cashier that was all by himself. She placed the snack in front of him as she passed him the money and snatched her snack.

Just as she was about to make a move, she heard whispers. "Ain't that Rachel man?"

There were other whispers as she turned her head and spotted the same guys from yesterday that had done some unnecessary damage with her.

"Ayo!"

Rachel turned and walked out of the store as she quickly walked away to get away from them but since the bell rang she knew they were after her.

She tried to cross the street and nearly made it across until a hand gripped her back. Rachel grunted and tried to snatch away. "Don't touch me!"

They dragged her away from the street as Rachel moved away and slapped him. "I don't know what you want from me, but you better leave me alone!" Rachel threatened.

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