PROLOGUE

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"yo ass never talk, wassup wit you?" stoke kept asking a bunch of questions, it's getting on my nerves. his ass needa learn how to mind his damn business, damn. needa read one of them how to books.

i glanced at him, and shook my head. ion even know why i let him drive me home.

i stare out the window, mentally praying that this car ride was almost over.

slowly, the car pulled up infront of my house. instantly, i grabbed my bookbag and opened the door.

stokeley tightly grabbed my wrist before i could leave. i looked at him, his eyes showed confusion.

"for real tho, you never be talkin. whatchu' mute or sum?"

- my prologues really be short as hell. wow -

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