Prologue

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_____THE DARK room is lit up by the bright computer screen. The young woman in front of it is slouched over with a blanket wrapped around her body and covering her head.

Her computer aluminated her face, highlighting her long eyelashes, moisturized lips, and brownie, brown eyes. The clock struck 2 AM, making it Tuesday. Monday gone with the wind along with her sleep schedule.

Regret is what she would feel when it was time to get up in the morning. But as an editor, the rare, unexpected motivation and creativity sparks and cause problems like these.

She didn't expect to earn a living from a hobbie she developed hyperfixated on YourRage, the youtuber. She dosesn't know what possessed her to post edits of videos, and pictures of him but they blew up which lead her to job offers from famous YouTubers like FunnyMike and CoryxKenshin  and successful movies directors like Spike Lee and the Wayne's Brothers.

She is not complaining, though she is grateful and thankful for all the opportunities she has been able to be a part of only in her early twenties. With support from her grandma and inspiration from her closest friend to perfect her craft made it a whole lot easier to handle the big life change.

The next day, she wakes up tired and grumpy as predicted. Mad as a bitch and hungry she started to gets herself ready with using the bathroom, doing her personal hygiene such as brushing, flossing, and using mouthwash, and lastly washing and moisturizing her face. 

She sees her phone on the bed and lays back down as she goes to grab it. It's 9 AM and she has until 10 o' clock when it is time for her to leave. She checks emails for work and imessage for a text from "KC".

She FaceTimes him, surprised he is awake this early.

"YOOO KENN"

"YOOO KAII"

The best friends cheese and laugh in the camera.

"Whatcha doing up this early bro?"

"Mmcht" He smacks his lips and rolls his eyes.

"Don't worry bout that. Im a real nigga. Real niggas don't need sleep."

"What!? Nigga you always talkin crazy Kai." Ken shoots back. "Prolly playing the game huh?" She questions him already, knowing.

He doesn't answer. Blank expression on his face and staring dead at the girl, abruptly he goes off topic.

"Mannn Ken, when you gon come see me?"

She rolls her eyes. " Never."

A few seconds go by, and she bursts into laughter. Kai pokes his lips out trying not laugh.

"Bro stawp. Foreal tho when are you coming to ATL. I miss you."

"Aww Kai I miss you too. Ima come see you. I was just playing. Poo baby." He rolls his eyes and she laughs hard again. "The movie I'm editing is all most done. I got to go in today and talk with the people at a meeting bout it."

"Bet, bet"

"So prolly next week" She concludes while walking to the closet to find something to wear to work. Kai start getting hyped up.

"Bro we gon get litty. You ca stay at the AMP crib, and you can retwist my hair cuz I been looking lil crazy, and I could show you some more places in ATL and ima make you try..."

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