Prologue

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Marianna's (pronounced Mah-re-unah) POV:

'My bro, my bro
That nigga my homie
Count money fuck hoes
Make sure you get money
We laugh we joke , cus all the opps funny
Put that on God man these....' My alarm played as I shut it off on my phone.

I sat up and looked out the window. New house and a new neighborhood. Growing up in the hood you'd be glad to get out of there. Once you do it all feels amazing. I looked at my NBA Youngboy poster and smiled. I stood ul and walked over to it.

"Kentrell we will meet one day. I feel we have so much in common. Just to meet and share our stories would be wonderf..."

"Mari are you up?" My older brother Vondell said from outside.

"Yeah Vonny I'm up."

"Okay hurry. Don't be late for school. I got to work but I left gas money on the counter."

To fill you in Vonny is my older brother. He's 26 and I'm 17. He's been more of a dad since our dad died when I was 14. I recently moved with him two days ago. My mama died of a heart attack. Working two jobs trying to make sure I was straight stressed her out. I wanted to work believe me I did. She wouldn't let me though. She wanted me to focus on school. My brother has his own business and he making big bank. Him and my mama didn't get along so she wouldn't accept any money from him. That only made her work harder. Which caused her stress more and that's what killed her.

"Okay I'm getting ready now!"

"Tonya is downstairs if you need anything."

"Okay."

Tonya is his wife. She's realki sweet. That was his highschool sweetheart. She's been there through it all. Glad she stuck around. Anywho time to get dressed and ready for school.

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