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Brandon's Pov

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Brandon's Pov

Oct. 2nd
2:15 pm

ʀᴏɢᴇʀꜱ ᴄᴏʀɴᴇʀ ꜱᴛᴏʀᴇ

I WOULDN'T be caught dead on the Westside, usually. But my friends wanted to come to this corner store. Obviously they have a death wish. I follow in step behind Nick and Austin into the corner store.

"Yo B you want something outta here?", Austin shouted through the aisles.

"I'm good", I just wanted to get out of the hood. I stood by the door , ready to leave.

I'm not tryna get caught in a shoot out. That's all the Westside seems to be on the news for. Plus my girl was blowing up my phone wondering where I was.

The bell on the door dinged and a tall lightskin dude and petite brown skin girl walked in.

They looked about my age, but Jamesgrove High didn't get out till 3:45 and it's only 2:23 which means they're skipping. Doesn't surprise me, inner city kids don't care.

I felt my body stiffen as the boy glanced at me, a confused expression painted over his face.

"The fuck yo preppy ass doing down here?" The lightskin looked me up and down. Grabbing the attention of the girl who finally looked my way.

"I was j-just...", I nervously fixed the beanie on my head.

"Northview?" The girl asked with a light smile. But I was spaced out, I didn't expect her to be so friendly unlike the giant next to her.

"huh?", She pointed at the logo on my sweater. My school logo. Fuck I'm so dumb! The quickest way to get jumped.

"Yo b let's go!", Nick cut in emerging from an aisle with a black grocery bag Austin not too far behind him.

"I advise yall not to come back, niggas trigger happy with the prep boys", the dude voiced and the girl laughed.

Nick scoffed and opened the door, the familiar bell going off. Austin following him & the lightskin walking deeper into an aisle, leaving me and the girl.

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