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Define: B.O.S.S.

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EIGHT.

“Where the fuck you been, Ni?" Marcus flicked on the lamp as soon as I closed the door.

His eyes were bloodshot. An angry, bitter drunk.

“I-I was with Niña. Remember when I said we were going out?" I kept my voice low and emotionless. He wouldn't mess with me if he didn't know I was scared.
....
Vanity "Nini" Thompson. 
Terrance "Hood" Jackson.
Best friends since grade school.
Broken since birth.
Hard knock life is an understatement.All Rights Reserved

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I fisted the front of his hoodie and yanked him out the door, no doubt giving him the surprise of his life. Just as his feet hit the ground I slammed him back into the side of the car...hard. I didn't give it my all - I wanted to shake him up, not kill the fucker. His hands instinctively shielded his face, as I drew my arm back, fist clenched and ready to rearrange his face a little. He squirmed and tried his best to wriggle out of my hold. Just as I honed in on his face, being the target of my first punch, the hoodie feel back slightly and a wave of brown hair spilled out and large brown eyes met mine. It was a girl.