Chapter Ten

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Robyn POV
1025am

I had just finished showering and got dressed for the day. I decided on some light jeans and a red and white striped t-shirt. For shoes I decided on some black and white converse.

I started working on my hair and decided I would put it in a bun. I grabbed my scrunchie and bobby-pins and put it into place. Finally I did my edges.

I wanted to go for a natural makeup look. I decided on just lipgloss today. I applied the lipgloss as I concentrated on my lips in the mirror.

For accessories I just put on a necklace and some medium sized hoop earrings. I grabbed a black zipper hoodie and my bag and headed out. I decided I'd take my time getting to The Shelter because I didn't have to be there until another 40 minutes or so.

I walked down the steps of my trailer and locked the door. I walked down the rows of all the trailers. I saw two little kids playing in the mud making mud cakes.

I smiled at them and they smiled back. They reminded me of my family and how me and my brothers used to play in the sand. I missed my mom and my brother. I was hoping to her from my brother soon.

I continued walking until I made it to the side walk just thinking about my family.

B-Rabbit POV
1130am

"UP!....DOWN!" , is all I heard all day. "UP!....UP! HEY I SAID UP! JIMMY!" My coworker yelled as they scared me. "WHAT OH SORRY", I replied. I was distracted thinking about if I had left anything at Robyns house.

I thought it would be weird if I went back just for that thing. I checked my pockets once more and once again realized everything was here. Another thing I was concerned about was the rap Olympics.

I knew I had to redeem myself. I had screwed up last friday. Everyone thinks I'm trash. I just cant stop. I know I'm supposed to do this. I know I have talent. I know I need to do this.

I continued working for another couple minutes until it was finally lunch time. I got three dollars out of my pocket and paid for a sandwich from the food truck.

    All of a sudden Vanessa started rapping...
"Man I'm so sick and tired of f*cking with this steel.
They only give us 30 minutes to eat lunch and chill.
My body achin just to get a buck.
I'm sick of eating this sh*t off this f*cking lunch truck.
Nasty a*s food. I'm in a nasty a*s mood.
I should've called in sick.
Sh*t, I had something to do."

    Everyone was shocked. Then out of nowhere Mike came in rapping back to Vanessa..

"I can't believe I'm hearing all this ravin and rantin.
From Vanessa up in here at the New Detroit stampin.
You need to get your food and take your a*s back to work.
Your dreamin if you think them corny a*s raps will work.
Look at ya'll freezin out here like dumb f*cks,
Rappin away for food off this ragedy lunch truck.
Who want what? Who pumped up? To get rolled up.
I spit venom in every direction, soak some up.
Look at this fat a*s n****, sloppy sucker.
You an ugly mother f*cker
Your pop should've wore a rubber.
Stop rhymin keep your day job Vanessa.
Next time leave that bull sh*t home on the dresser.
Speaking of dresses take a look at Paul the fruitcake.
When you travel you probly pack panties in your suitcase.
Made out of lace from Victoria's secret.
If 10 men came in a cup you'd probly drink it."

    Everyone chanted. This battle wasnt done, I had something to say back..

"Ok folks enough with the gay jokes
Especially from a gay broke b*tch yourself, hey lo
This guys a doo doo.
You've worked here longer then me
And I get paid more then you do.
Dawg, take a seat.
Wut's this guy standing in line for? He ain't got money to eat.
Check this out yo yo.
This guy cashed his whole pay check and bought 1 ho ho.
F*cking homo little maggot.
You can't hack it.
Paul's gay... Your a ——-.
At least he admits it. Don't even risk it.
This guys starvin to death someone get him a biscuit!
I don't know what they told you Mike...
You must had them comrolls rolled too tight.
This job you wanna quit but you can't.
You've worked at this plant so long... Your a plant.
Look at your god dam boots
For christ sakes they're starting to grow roots.
On this mic you get faded.
You look like a pissed off rapper who never made it.
Hey why you f*cking with gay guy G?
When really your the one whos got the hiv.
Man I'm done with this clown its off.
F*ck it... I'll let home girl finish you off."

I looked to Vanessa as she continued to rap. Everyone was hyped now. I went back intro the crowd and finished my sandwich.

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