(Shawn Carter's POV) Monday, August 15th 2018 6:50am __________________________________
I stur in my sleep as I slowly start to open my eyes. Yawning, I observe the time noticing I woke up before my alarm. Mentally patting myself on the back, I stand and stretch. It was one of those good stretches where once you start you can't stop, I let out some obnoxious noise before I allow my body to relax. No
'Now what am I gonna wear'
I pace throughout the room, obtaining items I need to get ready for the day. I decided I was gonna wear my NY Yankees hat along with a jersey, navy blue shirt, jeans and timbs because why not. I scratch my head as I walk to the bathroom to take a quick shower, brush my teeth, and all things of that sort. By the time I finish my morning hygiene, it's about 7:31am. Before leaving the bathroom, I look to see if my outfit has any flaws. I'm Shawn Carter, nigga like me gotta be flawless 24/7.
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'Oh yeah it's tight'
I say to myself fixing my chain. I walk out the bathroom into the living room, debating if I wanna grab breakfast here or on the way. Deciding that breakfast is overrated, I leave the apartment and head down to the parking lot to hop in my 2017 Ford Mustang. This car is my baby, I worked pretty damn hard for it considering the many summers I gave up to work. I get to campus relatively quickly, arriving at 7:46am. I'm here early but aye, I'd rather be early than late. I get out my car and pull up the pdf of the campus, observing not many people had chosen morning classes, but it's probably just because it's Monday.
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I walk to my first block, Music Theory with Mr. Greyson, when I walk in I see he is already sitting at his desk drinking coffee along with a few students scattered across the room on the phones with headphones on. I just hope he don't bring his ass near me during this lecture, one thing I hate about teachers is when they drink coffee and have the nerve to be all up in your face and shit.
He looks up at me and says, "Goodmorning, Welcome to Music Theory 101. May I have your name for attendance?"
"Morning..Uh yeah. Shawn Carter." I say walking to the 2nd seat in the 2nd row next to a girl. I prefer to be in the front, a nigga can't really see.
