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Doo Doo Outfits Be Gone

Monse's POV:
"You can't force me!" I say as I roll over onto my stomach. "I promised her you'd go!" Ruby says as he tries dragging me off of the couch. "Then you go with her!" "Monse she's just trying to be helpful, she understands what we're going through." Cesar says. I must sound like the worst person in the world. "Come on, please." Ruby begs. "Hey Monse, if you don't want to go we could always use your help. Cesar and Jamal are both working today." Mr. Turner says. "You know what shopping with Jasmine sounds great." I say quickly. "What you don't want to work with us? I'm sure you'd look great in a hairnet." Cesar laughs. "I'll text Jasmine you guys can go to work." I say. As soon as I text her she's inside Jamal's house huffing on her inhaler. "Hey Jasmine." I wave awkwardly. "First we look through your clothes." "Wow getting right to it." I mumble. "Where are your clothes?" I point at the bag and she gasps and pretends to pass out on the couch. She grabs it and starts looking through it before I can stop her. "Ew, are you even a girl, seriously Monse!" She says as she throws my shirts and flannels at me. "Wait no!" I try and stop her when she unrolls the jeans I was hiding the gun in. "Monse, what the fuck?" She asks. "I'm giving it back to my dad." I lie. I start tapping my foot and biting my lip. "Ok, we don't need to talk about it." She says sweetly. She hides it back in my jeans and keeps looking through the clothes. "No Monse, No!" I've never been happier to get hit in the face by a pair of jeans in my life. "Come on, we're going to the mall." She drags me off of the couch and to the bus stop. We get on the bus and sit all the way in the back. "Can I ask you one thing?" She asks and I nod. "If you don't feel safe why do you stay?" She asks. "Family, I might not have my dad or my mom but I have Cesar, Ruby Jamal... and now you." "If you ever need me I got you Monse." She says. "I guess I judged you too fast." I smile awkwardly. "It's ok, I get it. I thought you were a boring doo doo outfit wearing girl when I met you." I can't stop myself from laughing.

*two hours later, in the mall.*
"Jasmine we've been here forever." I groan. "Ok last thing." I drag myself into the dressing room. "Ripped jeans." I shake my head. Jasmine's just trying to help keep it together! "Oh hell no!" I open the door and pull Jasmine in. "Damn girl your strong as fuck!" She laughs. "Jasmine, do you know what this is?" I ask. "A crop top." She nods. "And do you know where I got shot?" I ask. "You can do one of two things with that scar Monse, you can be confident and not give a fuck... or you can hide. I promise you can still wear your flannel." She smiles. I turn to the corner put on the shirt and tie my flannel around my waist. "Is all black really my thing?" I ask. I wrap my arms around my stomach and she pulls them down. "You look hot, I think you should buy it." Jasmine says as she looks at me in the mirror. "I guess I do need new clothes." I sigh. "I new I could convert you!" She cheers. "What?" She's in a cult I knew it. "Doo doo outfits be gone!" She laughed. "I still have to buy these." I remind her. "Oh true, we should stop by and see your man at work. Show off my work!" "Ok, well I need to change back into my actual clothes." She leaves the dressing room and I look at myself in the mirror for a second. I guess I don't look horrible.

Cesar's POV:
*Dwayne's Joint, 2:45pm*
"You're a good kid Cesar, I'm glad you're friends with Jamal." We watch Jamal vigorously fold the napkins. "He needs some normal." Dwayne says. I feel a tap of my shoulder and I see Monse. "Hey bebé, what are you guys doing here?" I ask. I try to lean in to kiss her but Jasmine stops me. "She's wearing lipgloss stay back." She hisses. Jasmine drags Monse so she stands in front of me. "So, what do you think?" Jasmine asks. "She's the hottest Santo I've ever seen." "I remember when you were three feet tall and your dad did your hair so this is my que to go." Dwayne says uncomfortably. "Santo affiliate." Monse corrects me. "But what do you think of the clothes?" Jasmine says as she sits next me so we're both staring at Monse. "I think she looks beautiful whatever she wears, or doesn't, but-" "Watch it Cesar." She cuts me off. "But she looks really good right now." I pull her onto my lap and kiss her jaw. "I can't wait to take it off." I whisper. "You're not cute Cesar." She laughs. "Look Ruby and Olivia made it." Jasmine points down the street and we see them walking together. "Maybe she'll finally talk to us again." Monse sighs. "Babe, you can't be mad she did what she had to do." I rub her thighs through the holes in her jeans and she nods. "Hey Jasmine you should go talk to them." I tell her. "Ok, I get it. You to wanna get freaky. You two have my number." She blows us a kiss as she walks away. "So you like the jeans I guess." She laughs. I kiss her as slowly as I can. "You're coming over once I leave work." I whisper against her lips. "No thanks, you smell like pulled pork and corn bread." She laughs.