Chapter 4

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(Nene Pov)

After telling my mom and my family I started packing. I packed up to 7 bags 4 for shirts and pants 2 for shoes and 1 for Accessories, hair products, and my medicine for my asthma.

It's Saturday and he suppose to pick me up tomorrow at 5:00am why So early I don't know but he said to stay hidden. Im all set and ready because like I said I keep my word I don't want to back out for Nothing no madder how crazy it is. my mom says I get it from my daddy. He died in a airplane crash and left me 10 million dollars and his favorite car. My dad was a famous dancer, music producer, and a director my mom Used to dance but was never notice until he found her in his studio dancing. She said she will go there at night to dance and hide out when times got hard. When he died I was 12 in the 6th when I found out I took it hard he was my role model I looked up to him on everything. Before he died he showed me a dance battle and I said Dad I'm going to do that and win every time for you. After he died I went to a battle and won every since then I would battle because it was always me and dad against the world.

Right now I'm just laying I'm bed it's 10:26pm and I can't go to sleep no madder how hard I try So I'm just watching TV after awhile I find my self drifting off

(Dez Pov )

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"yo Dez she at home sleep and packed bro" Jake can in and said while I make sure Peace has a room set up for her stay. y'all might be wondering why is she staying with me Well because she going to help my crew out with choreography and dance with us and if I fell I can trust her I might even have her in the drug gang if she want to. No lie the girl got mad talent, skills, and she fine as Hell baby got ass. She look like the real type like she don't take shit from nobody and I can tell from the battle she treat herself as a lady and not a hoe or bitch. But it's something about her she look like someone I know on the real tho I just can't get my hands on it. Then my phone ring

"The room is black light blue and green color with a Peace, Puck, And Hipster theme we already got her the blue and green bag and the shoe hide out" Raven told me "OK y'all can go to sleep now or what ever you want to do because we got to go pick her up at 5:00 to stay hidden" I said and with that I hung up and went home and got to sleeping.

(don't wake me up up up up up up) my alarm went as it ringed loud telling me it was 4:00 So get up.

I got up and took a 30min shower then got dressed in some black skinny jeans and a red versace shirt with some red Jordan's. When I got finished dressing up I got in my 2014 Benz and went to get Peace.

After about 2 hours of driving I finally got to her house and let me tell you that shit was big as Hell. I never went to her house I just sent my boys to check on her but they never told me she lived in the VERY RICH side of town they just gave me the address and keep going. I looked around and knocked on the door twice until she answered. She had on a white misfit shirt with a punk hand on it and some black Skinny jeans and some white labrons shawtty was bad as Hell

"Nigga I know u saw that Damn bell So why you knocking on the door" she said with a attitude "I don't know just come on" I said So blut "Well can you please help me with my bags please" she said sounding So kind and polite "you don't have no Butler or made here or something" I said making her laugh "Well no because you can't learn how to do nothing if a Butler or made doing it for you all the time" she said "Well OK were is it" I said then she started Walking up some stairs and I followed her.

It felt like years until we reached her room. by the time I got there I was tired. "why u sweating for we only went up 3 sets of stairs and a hallway" she said laughing at me "because that's was too much how u do that every day and why this hold hallway has pictures of you and Peace signs and shit " I said picking up 4 bags "because it's MY hallway everything on this floor is mines" she replied like it was normal and grabbed the last 3 bags

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