Odd Ball
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"It's all blue over here cus."
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In which a black girl who's favorite color is blue, embarks on an epic journey-slash-kidnapping after being mistaken for a Crip.
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A/N: Bear with me, I started this story young so it's incredibly sloppy, especially in the beginning. The chapters are short as shit at first but they get longer. I'm working on rewriting this entire story.
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