Something Different

Something Different

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August Alsina
Bliss is a 17 year old girl. She goes to one of the worst schools in harlem. She keeps a 4.0 gpa. She just trynna make it in the slums of Harlem without her parents who die 2 years ago. she has been on her own since and has been hustling to make ends meet. Tyrell is a 17 year old boy out here having the time of his life. He doesnt have a care in the world. He goes to the same bad ass school as bliss and is a homework assignment away from failing. He doemsnt care though because is also a big time slanger in Harlem. Bliss thinks Tyrell is a asshole who doesnt know what it is to struggle. Tyrell thinks Bliss is stuck up and doesnt know fun if it smack her on her fat ass. Will they get together and show eachother something new or will they both kill each other in the process tune in to find out!
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