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•𝐊 𝐀' 𝐌 𝐎 𝐔 𝐑 𝐀•

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•𝐊 𝐀' 𝐌 𝐎 𝐔 𝐑 𝐀•

We continued dancing and snapping and enjoying ourselves.

That's until I was hit with a...

Shoe?

What the fuck?

I stand to my feet.

"Wah the hell just happen?" Sadie shouts over the music.

Maybe a somebody shoes fly off, cause ain't no way that was on purpose and me not even know nobody from dung yah.

"A wahh shoes," I answers, looking around in the crowd.

"Yeah but who the hell fling ih? Cause that was no accident,"

"Real." Sadie agrees with her Christine.

"Make we—" A weh di rass!?

Before I could finish my sentence, my hair's being pulled.

"Kourtney!?" Sadie and Christine says in unison.

To rasssssss!

Sadie and Christine runs up, I grab Kourtney's hand and swing her in-front of me, connecting a blow to her face.

Then another.

Sadie grabs her hair and connects her fist to Koutney's  jaw.

Then Christine jumps in, kicking her in the abdomen.

I use my hand back, hitting her in the face.

"Yo! Wah a gwaan ova desso, smaddy call the big boss!" The selector says through the mic.

Me really wahh fih know why this girl come a drag mih damn hair.

And why she a fling har shoes offa me, she crazy?

The more I think about it, the angrier I get, and I took it all out on her.

After Christine kicked her, I swing her to the floor, connecting blows to her face.

I could feel people pulling me off I her, but I didn't stop, I continued hitter her.

A innah mih fucking head dih gyal fling har shoes innuh, suppose she did all buss mih friggin head!?

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