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Carter"Carter!!!!" I heard that annoying high pitched voice scream

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Carter
"Carter!!!!" I heard that annoying high pitched voice scream. I'm seriously considering changing my name after that god-forsaken woman called my name for the 1000th time today. Man, I can't wait until I turn 18."Girl! Don't make me call your name again!!"

"What is it Josephine?"

"What is it Josephine?"

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Josephine

"I need you to go to the store and pick me up a pack of Ports from the store."
"You already know that they won't sell them to me, I am 17 years old."
"Girl I didn't ask for you age. I told you to go to the store and get my damn cigarettes! They don't care about your age at the deli around the corner. Instead of stating the obvious, you could to go to deli around the corner, get my cigarettes and then get out of my face."
"Okay. Got it"
"Yeah whatever. Don't come back without my Ports"
"I won't." I really can't stand that woman. I grabbed $30 off of Josephine's nightstand and went into the deli. As I'm waiting my turn, I felt someone staring at me. I turned around and saw Brandon. He's a pretty chill guy from my French class. He seems cool and he keeps to himself. He's kinda cute and I would approach him if he weren't so darn quiet. I put the breaks on my train of thought because it was my turn in line.

Daniel

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Daniel

"What can I get you?" asked Daniel— my ex.

"A pack of Newports."

"You know I can't allow you to purchase them Carter"

"Please Daniel. You understand more than anyone how Josephine is. She'll hand me my ass on a silver platter! You would always get them for me before. Please explain. What's different now?"

"Everything is different now." Oh okay... he's still bitter about the break up. It's not my fault he couldn't keep it in his pants. "Okay. I'll get them for you... but what will you get for me?"

"Okay deal. How much?"

"I'm not talking about money." This sick bastard...

"Well all you're getting out of me is money"

"Sure. Sure."

Brandon Micheals

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Brandon Micheals

"If you're going to sell them to her, sell them. If not, leave her alone" I turned around to see who had that outburst and it seems to be Brandon. Who knew he had it in him.

"I'm not going to sell them to her." I can't stand him. He makes my skin crawl.

"Okay then, I guess my time here has been served. Thank you Brandon." He gave me a head nod and I'm actually thankful for it.

Well, it looks like i'm going home without the cigarettes and at this point I don't even care. Josephine is going to have something to say about this. I know it. I really don't have the time for her mouth today. I don't even know why my dad married her. She's only 26 years old and all she does is smoke her lungs away, yell her breath away, and get on my nerves! I really can't stand her. I'm about to go into the house, and i'm dreading it. Welp! Here we go!

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Hey guys... this is a Quincy Brown fan-fiction but he won't enter the story until a few chapters in(considering the story follows Carter's life and not his). Please vote and comment!
Thank you for reading and more to come ❤️

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