Saving Gracie// Nba Youngboy Story

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Gracie

September 13, 1994

"I hate this shirt!" Sophie complained as she tried to fix it to make it look right with the shorts she was wearing. Along with me, Bree and sky, Sophie ended up having to work with us at ray's. My momma talked her into it and told her she gotta learn to stop depending on her momma's boyfriend "it don't even go with my makeup"

"Why you wearing all that damn makeup anyways? You look like a circus clown" bree asked as she smacked on a piece of gum, leaning against the cash register while looking Sophie up and down in amusement

"You definitely don't want me to tell you Whatcha look like" Sophie clapped back before walking through the curtain that separated the store from the break room in the back. Over time, Sophie and Bree grew this love/hate friendship. Sophie feels like me and sky are replacing her with Bree, but that's not the case at all. Everytime we call Sophie, she's always hanging with this mystery dude she has yet to tell us about so it's not that we replaced her, she just doesn't make time for us like that anymore

"What's wrong with Mexico?" Three asked as he walked outta the back with a box in his hands

"Being dramatic as always" Bree told him and I just shook my head

"Just give her a few minutes and she'll be fine" I told them as the little bell on the door rung, informing us that someone walked into the store. It wasn't nobody but sky

"Sorry I'm late, I lost track of time"

"Mhmm. You left Home with Ben hours ago then you come to work an hour late with a huge hickey on your neck... we understand completely why you lost track of time" I shrugged and she quickly covered her neck and ran to the back. Three laughed as he sat the box down on the counter and grabbed the knife outta his pocket, opening it

"First question, why do you have a knife just sitting in your pocket? And Second question, what's in the box?"

"To answer yo first question, outta all the shit I've had in my pockets since y'all started working hea, you worried bout a knife?" Three chuckled

"I mean, it is kinda sharp" Bree shrugged "now what's in the box?"

Three shook his head and opened the box, inside were freshly packaged cds. He picked one up and showed it to us, it's was Biggie's new Ready To Die album that just released today

"Shut the fuck up" Bree said as she snatched it from him and looked at it front and back "Now this is what I'm talkin about"

"What y'all talkin bout out here?" Sky asked as she walked back into the front of the store with a bandaids on her neck causing all three of us looked at her. She looked in the box and saw the cds "oh Shittt"

"I wanna listen to it, I see my song up here" Bree said as she opened the Cd that was in her hand and popped it into the CD player that sat on the counter. As soon as it started to play, she skipped all the way to track 10

"Damn, I thought we were gonna listen to the whole thing?" I asked laughing and she nodded

"We are, after I hear my song" she responded as she turned the radio up and the song started to play

Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin
To all the people that lived above the buildings that I was hustlin in front of
Called the police on me when I was just tryin
to make some money to feed my daughter
And all the niggas in the struggle
You know what I'm sayin? It's all good baby baby