chapter*three

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(Daniella in the mm)

Jojo Coleman

"So you wanna enter this house at 8 in the morning?" Ma came stomping down the stairs as Rico and I attempted to enter the house quietly.

"Shit." Rico whispered.

"Watch your motherfucking mouth in my house Rico, where were y'all?" She put her hand on he hip.

"We went over India's house after the party." I told her.

"Mmmhm is that right? And where did y'all sleep?" She sat on the last step.

"I slept in the bathtub while this lucky nigga got the guest room." Rico made his way upstairs, passed Mama.

"Why the fuck you smelling like that?" Ma covered her nose, disgusted.

"Like he said, he was sleeping in the bathtub so I went to tinkle and he scared me and well... I accidentally tinkled on him." I tried to hide my laughs.

Rico kissed his teeth and went upstairs, hopefully to bathe and Mama went back upstairs.

I was still tried as fuck and the bathtub wasn't that comfortable so I made my way upstairs to my new room and nothing had been set up yet but a mattress on the floor so I took my shirt and pants off and went to sleep.
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"Nigga wake up." Rico shook me to wake me up.

"Bro what time is it?" I asked rubbing my eyes.

"It's 3. Come I need to talk to you." He sighed. My brother was my brother, whatever my brother needed or wanted to talk about, I was there to listen. Nobody would ever take the place of my brother.

"Aight I'll meet you in the front yard." I grabbed some clothes and put them on.

We had a mini basketball court in the front of our house so I made it out there because that's where I told Rico I'd meet him.

I got out there and he was practicing his dribbling skills as usual and once he saw me, he passed the ball to me. I started dribbling too and passed the ball and this became the pattern for the minute.

"Bro what are we gonna do?" He asked.

"Do about what?" I asked as he passed the ball to me.

"What do you mean do about what, nigga what else could I be talking about?" He snapped.

"Many things nigga, you could be talking about the whole college situation the whole Shawn situ-." Before I could finish he interrupted me.

"Shhh nigga you're talking too loud." He slowly shook his head.

"Well I don't know what we're gonna do, I think we just keep our mouths close until further notice." I shrugged.

"But what if someone was shot, we been fighting for justice for parents for the longest time, we can't just let someone get away with shit knowing nobody knew who they were but us." He passed the ball with a bit of force.

"That's IF someone got shot. Even so, we can't be the ONLY person that knows. We can wait it out and see if anyone else steps up and snitches." I shook my head.

Before I knew it, our younger sister came running out. "Jojo." Daniella came and sat on the hood of mom's car with her phone in her hand.

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