3 years ago.
Keyana woke up next to a bag of cash and and open laptop. She was confused obviously and disoriented.
"Tariq?" She called out.
Nothing.
"TARIQ!" Okay now she was scared.
She pushed the covers off her and ran to the front of the RV. Her phone was on the table right next to a box with a card on it.
What the fuck... she thought.
She turned on her phone and saw it had been whiped completely. She opened the box next to her phone and found it was another phone. A better phone that had everything in it but Tariq's number.
She tried his instagram but it was deactivated.
This is mad weird she said to herself.
"Key! Come on we gotta go!" Yeli called out for her outside.
"Coming!" She ran back to her room and zipped the bag of cash up shoving her laptop inside to.
10 pm.
She counted the money. Then she did it again and again until the amount of money she randomly had sank into her. Six hundred thousand dollars. She had six hundred thousand dollars.
Shit. Tariq.
She flipped open her laptop and found and email.
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🕹FROM: BROWN UNIVERSITY.
🕹TO: Keyana-Andrea Zoila.
Ms, Zoila we haved looked over your past entree and statistics in oral classes.
We are pleased at your change in heart about joining our school and taking the place we had saved for you. We look forward to seeing you this upcoming semester!
Kind regards, Brown university.
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Her heart dropped. She hadn't reapplied for it she hadn't had enough cash to pay in the fee... what the actual fuck.
After a couple of days of crying, screaming and rotting in bed she decided she was gonna go. No reason she should've been having to keep up in this shit place of a hood. She wasn't dyin in that diner and definitely not in this hood.
So she did. And she never looked back.
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