𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝

C2

Keyamani Anderson
Atlanta, GA
9:00 am
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Two weeks later and it's getting scary. There's only 5 of us left, me, this girl Keke she's really cool she is also a filmmaker her work is super cool and unique, some dude Amari he's a rapper, Ashanti she's an producer, and Chase.

We all gather in the library as we wait for our next task. As much room in the library there is, Chase still feels the need to sit at the same table as me. He has been exceedingly annoying the past two weeks. Every assessment Geneva gives us, she ranks us Chase has one up on me putting the score board at 8-7. His cocky ass will not stop taunting me about my score, it's a constant battle between us. Always trying to outdo each other.

"This week as you know can make or break you. You have one week to bring me something that absolutely knocks my socks off. You have full control of your topic, I want to see raw talent and creativity, something out of the ordinary," Geneva explains the grounds of our final challenge.

I'm slightly worried because I have absolutely no idea what I want to do. All I know is I need people that are decent at acting.

We are dismissed and I gather my things racking my brain thinking of an idea. Recalling booking I've read, movies I haven't seen in years, songs I listen to daily and I came up with nothing. I slowly begin to panic.

"Keyamani," a familiar voice calls out, it's Chase and I'm absolutely not in the mood. "What," I sigh, he begins walking away. I don't have time for the bullshit games he plays. "Don't call my name if you don't want anything. You're wasting my time," I snap at him. He faces me with a smile.

"Woah, somebodies nervous. You scared you're gonna lose to a real nigga like me huh," he laughs. I walk away, once again I don't have time. "Na for real though, Sos told me to invite you to this kickback tonight," he yells after me. Simple answer "No,"

"Suit yourself," he yells getting into his car. I continue walking with no real destination in mind, hoping something triggers my inspiration.

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Atlanta, GA
12:00 pm

I ended up at my friend Mari's house. I filled her in on my dying hopes of getting this internship and she suggested she help me with my final project.

"So is there any fine niggas in your internship?" She asks with a big smile on her face. I laugh, she's always had a way with men. Every man she messes with worships the ground she walks on and I love that for her.

"No, but I think I have someone you might like," thinking of Soser. They have a lot in common and are very similar. I sigh remembering he invited me to a party. "If thats the case why do you seem stressed?" She asks concerned "He invited me to this kickback and I said no," I admit.

"What," she yells, Mari is definitely a party girl and would absolutely love the environment. I roll my eyes knowing that we would somehow end up at the party.

Slimeballs🐍

Sos

Soser
Wassam

Oteo
My yns wassup

Slide lo for the kickback.
Im bringing my friend too

Soser
Is she bad

LMAOOO yea

Soser
She got ass?