Chapter 2

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Chris^
This is the biggest mall I've ever seen in my life. I walked into the nike store and started looking around. I picked out some sports bras, nike socks, basketball shorts, and shirts. I could feel girls looking at me. Even the girl that checked me out was checking me out. I went into pacsun and bought hella shirts. Pacsun is my favorite store everything in the boys section is tuff as hell. I walked into zumies and bought a couple bucket hats. After a while i didnt feel like carrying my stuff so i walked back to the car to put the bags in there then went back to shopping. I dug in my pocket to get my phone but I realized that i broke it the day before I got here. I walked into Footlocker and I bought some all white high top Jordans, some retros and a bunch of other shoes. The lady that was helping me find shoes told me she liked my accent. I didn't know i had an accent. What does a Baltimore accent sound like? I just said thank you though. After that i was getting tired so i decided to go home.
"I see you took no time using that card" my father walked into my room as i was putting my stuff into my walk in closet.
"Dad i dont know how much is on that card but it must be a whole lot"
"Taylor it's more money on that card than you could ever think of" i gave him a big hug and he started to laugh.
"Oh yea dad soo i broke my phone before i got here and..."
"Yeah I already know. Your mom told me. That's why I'm up here. He pulled a phone out his back pocket and tossed it to me. "I got you the iPhone 6 and synced all your old stuff onto there."
"Dad i love it here"
"I'm glad you say that. You can stay as long as you want."
" I love you dad"
"I love you too T"
My dad is the only one who ever calls me T. It's kind of reserved to him.
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I got out of the shower and threw on some boxers and a sports bra. My hair was still wet from the shower so i just sat on the bean bag chair in my room until i was ready to go to sleep. I texted my ride or die Chris but then I realized there was a time zone difference so it was probably like 1 in the morning there. Chris is a stud. She was lightskin with curly hair like mine but shorter. She has a septum piercing and tattoos on her arm. We have been best friends since kindergarten. I felt my phone vibrating and Chris was trying to face time me
"Hello" I said
"Wassup man how's cali" she said.
"It's cool man" I couldn't recognize where she was.
"Yo where are you" I said
"Just left this dope ass party, you would have loved it. Girls were all over me"
"Ha for real" I said
"Yeah but knowing you, you already have all the cali girls questioning there sexuality" she said. I'm pretty sure she is fucking high
"Nah man but i do want you down here. Imma see what I can do about getting you a ticket"
"Bet. But nigga i gotta talk to you later. I'm rey smash this baddie."
"Ard man just be safe" with that I hung up.
After my hair wasn't wet anymore i went to look at my hair. I love that my mom is part cuban because i got the hispanic hair. Ever since i cut my hair all the girls try to play in my curls. I hopped in bed and went to sleep. When I woke up I brushed my teeth and put some shorts and a plain white tee shirt on. I went downstairs and Jamie was in the kitchen cooking.
"Good you're up here is your breakfast" she handed me a plate of bacon, eggs, waffles, home fries, and a glass of orange juice. "Your father is in the breakfast room"
"Okay thank you"
"You're welcome Ms.Wolf"
I joined my father for breakfast and we started talking.
"You should come to work with me today" he asked.
"Now why would I want to do that"
"Because I want you to learn how to run the business. When I'm gone it's all yours."
"Fine i will go. But do i have to dress up?"
"Business casual kid"
"I didn't buy anything business casual"
"I know you didn't. I had Jamie go out and pick something out for you. You two are around the same age so I thought she would do a good job"
"You're clothes are laid on your bed and already ironed." Jamie said as she placed a pitcher of orange juice on the table. "I think it will look nice on you" she smiled at me.

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