dangerous; a prettymuch story

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         now, im not completely sure what i expected coming into this car, but i was genuinely surprised. his music taste wasn't what i expected it to be. we were bumping to "big poppa" by the notorious b.i.g. and cracking jokes on the way to my house.

         i walked into my house greeting my mom and made my way upstairs to my room with shark boy behind me. i walked into my room taken back because it looks like my mom had unpacked everything and made my bed. it looked really good to say the least.

"so this is where all the magic's gonna happen huh?" shark boy said smirking with his eyes wandering around my room.

"excuse me, what 'magic' are you talking about?" i replied, my accent prominent.

"never mind," he laughed, "just hurry up and get dressed."

"you're talking to me with a lot of attitude considering i don't even know your name" i laughed

"my name isn't an issue considering you'll be screaming it in no time." he winked at me and with that i walked to the bathroom with my sweats and v-neck in my hand.

"it's nick by the way!" he shouted from my room.

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    nick's car pulled up in front of this beautiful house that didn't look big enough to be a mansion but was definitely not a regular house.

  "so who's house is this?" i asked looking around the house in awe.

   "it's the whole crews, this is our 'safe house' where we handle business, work on different things, hangout, smoke, or throw parties. it just depends on the mood." nick said with a shrug.

   "sounds like a trap house to me shawty." i laughed

    "i mean i never said it wasn't." he smirked. he took out a set of keys and he unlocked the door. once we walked in i could hear "no role modelz" playing from a distance. a certain smell was roaming around the living room. it was way too familiar for me not to recognize it. weed.

   "definitely a trap house" i said under my breath.

   "yo yo yooo! we're here, where y'all at?!" nick yelled throughout the whole house waiting for a response from one of them.

    "in the basement niglet! hurry up and bring y'all asses down here before all the pizzas gone!" a voice called out. i was just ready to talk about this project, eat, and then go home and sleep.

    nick took my hand and took me passed the living into a hallway that led to a door. once he opened it the muffled j-cole lyrics became more audible and i started to feel the bass at my feet. nick went down the stairs and i calmly trailed behind. the smell of weed got way stronger and my surroundings were fogging up a lil so i know they've been smoking for a while down here.

     the basement was relatively large. there was a long circular couch that they were all sitting on with a small table in front of them that was holding several boxes of pizza, and a bowl of roaches from finished blunts. on the wall facing the couch, there was a flat screen with a bluetooth sound system below it with lights that flashed to every beat.

     "damn yo, ya smoked without me? fake as hell, that's what y'all are." nick said shaking his head

     "calm your tits mara," the curly haired girl said, "we saved you a blunt."

      "you're too kind. anyways, we have to introduce ourselves to our new partner and figure out what we're gonna do for this project. then we could chill." nick said referring to me. i was impressed, i could tell that he was about his business and i liked that.

     "you got it thiccolas," the boy with dreads replied, "i'm zion babe." he said with a playful wink. "that's brandon, edwin, austin, and that's haley." he pointed to each person and i took a mental note so that i wouldn't forget who's who.

      "what's poppin y'all, i'm pretty sure you know me already but i'm gabby." i started, "yes i know my ass is fat and no, you can't touch it." i said laughing, haley joining me in laughing at my joke.

      "i like her." she said getting up and hugging me. i could already tell that me and her were gonna be good friends.

     "come on sis, eat a slice, grab a blunt, and make yourself at home." edwin said leading me to the couch.

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       "oh hell no! i knowwwww you're lying yo!" i was laughing so hard that tears were coming out of my eyes. zion was telling me about the first time he smoked weed.

      "on god! the blunt really burned a whole in my boxers and burnt my nuts. that shit hurt like a bitch," he shook his head reminiscing , "i really swore i was never gonna smoke again and look where i am now" he shrugged his shoulders and inhaled again, now passing the blunt to me.

       "okay so now that we've more or less gotten to know each other, can we figure out what we're gonna do for our project? i'm tryna get this over with because we have a shipmen- i mean business to take care of later on." nick said side eyeing me to see if i caught on to his little 'slip up' with whatever he was saying. i  always learned to mind my business growing up so i didn't really pay any mind to it, not to mention i was way off the shits right now.

      we spent about half an hour thinking and shooting out ideas that we potentially use for our project. well, mainly zion giving dumbass requests and haley calling him a 'fucktard' and punching him in his upper arm. we could really think of any social experiment that we all found interesting and that hadn't been done before. i looked over to brandon and his blank expression changed and he jumped in his seat.

   "i got it! so obviously gabby's new to the school," we all nodded motioning for him to continue, "so what if we interview some people and document how they feel about her and act around her now, and have her 'join us' and then see what they say after two months." brandon looked at us intently trying to figure out if that was a good idea. i smiles at him liking the idea.

   "i'm down" i said first. it made me a little curious as to how the way people perceived me would change over time.

   "same" replied edwin and everyone else followed.

"aight, so we'll start interviewing tomorrow." brandon said.

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