Chapter 8.

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month later /

"Soo , can I have my keys?" I ask the lady.

"Yes you can enjoy your new home." She smiles and hands me the keys , I start running through the empty house.

I finally have a house , I cant believe it!

"Have a nice dayy!!" The lady yells to me , she walks out of  'My Home'

I run upstairs and view the rooms , damn they're huge. 

Tyshawn /

"What are you doing on my block bro?" Three dudes walk up on me , I look at them.

"Yo name aint fuckin on it." I step up to a one with braids.

He rubs his hands together , I punch him before he makes a move. I take off running.

I dodge the bullets that are being thrown , they loose me as I hop a fence and turn the corner. Damn im tired.

back Paris /

"I miss you." August says on the phone.

"Yeah , I know you do." I smile. "How long is tour?"

"3 months but im not starting yet until August." He sniffs.

"Good so are you schedule to perform in the A?" I walk around the furniture store.

"I'on know but I'll check into it wait hol'up.." he says , I wait for whatever he's doing. "Yo Richard do I have a show scheduled to Atlanta?"

"Uhhhhh..." The man starts asking someone else , three people are talking at once.

"Yea." I hear someone say.

"Aight , Paris?"

"Im here." I say.

"They say that I have a show in the A so I'll make sure I get you some tickets." Says August.

"Alright , well I'll talk to you later, I'm house shopping." I continue looking at different beds.

"I love you." He says, I laugh.

"Yea whatever bye Augst." I blush in the store.

"Bye baby." He hangs up , August and I are like friends with benefits him and I just talk and then fuck we barely even hang out. August claims he loves me but I dont even know if its a 'I LOVE YOU' type of love or a 'I love you'. We barely know eachother we just shared our life stories with eachother. His life was hell but I think mines was worse. But overall I know that August is a player , shit I know boys and at that this nigga famous so he gon' fuck these hoes , but im smart like that I play the game fucking too.

"Yoo Lil Pee." Jon Jon runs over , "What you gon' get we gotta go code fuckin red my nigga."

White people look at us two , rule number 2 Never sho' your ghetto character out in public.

"Shut up stop cursing!!!" I yell to him quietly , he notices he's broken a code.

"Damn I broke some shit didnt I?" He shakes his head , When you break a code you get punch in the face once.

"I aint gonna say shit cause this is a code red and it needs to be taken care of what ever it is , here goes my keys park the car and front so we can get out of here." I hand him my keys , I look over at a male worker whose been staring at me for the longest.  "Excuse me sir."

He smiles and walks to me , he's very cute.

"Yes how may I help you beautiful?" He continues smiling , I laugh.

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