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Chapter 2: Saving Grace

"I heard you were looking for me." Semaj's voice was shaky and she her stomach did somersaults as she stood in front of what some people called The Devil.

"Yeah." Michael licks at the bottom of his lip and then goes over to the backseat of his car, reaching inside of the open window and pulls out the brown winter jacket that Semaj had left at his place last night. "You left ya shit at my house."

He hands it over to her and she takes it flipping it over her arm. "Thank you."

"Mhm," he hums nodding as he looks around at everyone staring at the two of them before opening his car door.

"Wait" Semaj calls out and Michael pauses looking over at her. "How did you know what school I went to?"

"It's not hard to find you if I want to find you, Semaj." Michael says simply and then gets inside of his car. Semaj moves out of the way as Michael backs out quickly and then floors it towards the exit of the parking lot.

Semaj was immediately bum-rushed by Kearston and Lina who couldn't wait to hear details of what had been exchanged between her and Michael.

"He brought me my jacket Kearston." Semaj says rolling her eyes.

"Shit he was bein' nice. And not ery'day do you get ta say that. That nigga ain't nice at all." Kearston shakes her head and Lina nods in agreement.

"He's mean, ruthless, shit yanno. Same ole gangsta nigga." Lina adds on shrugging and Semaj looks back behind her at where Michael just was.

To her he didn't seem as mean or as hard as people had cracked him up to be.

"I don't care." She says shrugging and takes her phone out of her pocket her eyes bugging out when she sees that it's hit four thirty already. It was just four. "I have to go. I'm late picking up Simone."

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Meanwhile Michael had just pulled into the burger joint some miles from Westbrook school. He parks his car getting out shutting the door and making his way to the front but he stops when he hears the whining of a little girl and other voices as well. Michael walks down the side of the building towards the back where Rosa Parks school and playground stood.

"Look at her hair? Who twisted it for you? You think you're just so cute with your little light skin ass dontcha? You ain't shit girl." Candice says pulling at Simone's twisted hair.

"Just leave me alone Candice." Simone whines slapping her hand away.

"Ooh Candice that chick hit you. That couldn't be me. Hell nah." Brianne says scoffing and folding her arms jutting her hip out.

"What the hell yaw two think yaw doin' pickin on somebody?" Michael asks and both of the two bullies jump turning around and Simone stands up.

"Hey Mike! My sister was just talkin' 'bout you yestaday. She wanna know when you gonna come thru!" Candice says smiling.

"Why you back here pickin on somebody Candice? Didn't Dee already beat yo ass for doing that before? You want me to snitch on you again, 'cuz you know I will?"

Candice kisses her teeth and smirks. "We was jus' playin' with her Mike. That's it."

"Playin' my ass now bounce and get home."

Candice and Brianne both kiss their teeths before walking way from Simone and Michael.

"Thank you." Simone says her hands behind her back.

"No prob, whats'ya name?"

"Simone." She answers looking up at him.

"How old are you simone?"