Chapter 8

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I jumped down from my fire escape, speed walking to the place I always hand out. Ya...it's a joint, but it's fun. I was walking, and I felt like someone was watching me.
I walked threw the metal badly bolted door, and sat down at a old couch. I the bad boy Taylor, came and sat beside me.
"Yo! What's up Mack????" He slurred clearly high/drunk.
"Hey Taylor!" I laughed.
"You ma girl! My bad girl!" He yelled jumping up, causing everyone to scream in excitement.
A random girl handed me some random drug, don't know what it was. But smoked it anyways! YOLO! -(Don't do drugs!)-
I was clearly high, when everything was going crazily rainbow, and flashing.
I felt Taylor come behind me, and rub against me.
"Hey baby? Wanna talk outside?" He asked.
"Taylor, you're clearly drunk. Cchhhiiillll!" I giggled.
"Psh what, NAAAHHHH!" He smiled.
I kissed his cheek, him and I are just close.
"Ok, I gotta go. You know my reputation at this place is bad! But in a GOOD way!" I laughed nudging him.
"But aye, my Crew and I are gonna spend time together tonight. I'll come back another time." I said walking out the door.
But ya, Taylor and I are close(Taylor caniff)

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