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Chapter 1: F🗣️ck school.

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Megan
Even through the thick red hat I had tucked down into my face. I could still feel the heat wave above me pelting onto my forehead as I walked up the street stopping at the pedestrian side walk. Reaching my skinny fingers out to press the buzzer I snicker to my self because this shit has been broken since I was in the 7th grade. It fools me everytime. I turned around eyeing the street up and down before crossing onto the other side and walking up the road.

Music blasting through my beats loudly caused me to hum as I pulled the annoying hat off of my head wiping the puddle of sweat sitting on my forehead. I was getting closer and closer to the apartment complex that I could hear the kids splashing around at the pools right now.

There was another block I would walk through but it was connected to a territory that wasn't quite safe for me, I eyed it up the street from me but it wasn't worth the opps catching me lacking, so I hurried through up the long street where I passed the old woman Mrs. Macey who per susually was outside listening to her radio. As soon as I belt the corner there she was in the exact position I thought she would be.

I smiled raising my arm and waving at her. She waved back, today is a good day. You know old people, they can be rude all the time, nice when they want to. Today was a nice day. As I entered into the apartment complex I passed the pool filled with kids turning off up the street and just to my left there I could hear my sister on top of her lungs screaming at her downstairs neighbor.

"BITCH YOU THINK IMA BE UPHERE LEVITATING WHEN I PAY THAT 2,000 BILL AUTOMOATIC EVERY MONTH? Get off of my dick!" She yelled. A soft yet embarrassed smiled creeped out into my cheeks as I hopped up the stairs up to her apartment door knocking softly. the girls door downstairs was already cracked open and her windows were letting in air so I knew she could see me. I don't give no fucks though but man my sister embarrasses me sometimes.

"I KNOW THAT AINT YOU BITCH ILL BEAT YO-

"Oh, it's you" she said. The attitude dropped immediately when she saw it was me knocking and I burst into laughter as she took the chain off of the door letting me inside.

"Girl you gotta drop the attitude, you can't be up in here arguing with these people you gone fuck around and get to ass kicked out they not scared to tell the landlords" I told tinka as I sat down on her chair kicking up my feet on the brown table ahead of me. The room smelled like she was just scrubbing everything down of Clorox which wouldn't be a surprise, she was a clean freak and wanted everything to be neatly organized. I'm genuinely scared of clean freaks. I'm clean but there can be alittle misplace sometimes I won't trip, but her? Ever since we were kids her shit had to be straight. Not even a crum.

It's two reasons why this bitch don't got no roaches. She's clean and roaches wouldn't be living the life like it's golden around here. They'd be HANGRY

"I can't help it! She's been banging on the ceiling with her broom all day and punching the wall, I have been TIP TOEING AROUND THIS APARTMENT FOR MONTHS TRYING TO BE NICE TO THEM MOTHER FUCKERS. I even learned how to walk on my toes and the bitch still complains!"

"HOE FUCK YOU! Bitch!" She said looking down and stomping four times making me laugh. Hearing a bang in return i had to rush out her bedroom to the front door just to make sure she didn't go down there and fight the girl.