Divided
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I demanded a phone call, I scream No you broke the law sitting at the lunch counter. Oh well, I sassed i know my rights. I yelled Thats it!! Son deal with that ... That... It. OK dad. Ill deal with it. The boy with hoodie smirked eveily. Good, the offer then dissapered in the darkness. Hoddie man walked forward and handed something from the slot. A phone, thanks I whisper. What name sitin-girl Dominique Lewis Well I'm Ethan Smith. Dominique Paterson is a black high schooler who has 6 siblings during the t io me of segregation so life's prity hard when she like a white boy it becames ulgy A _Nikki3505_ book Wattpad read only Some ideas come from -neighborhoods Don't steal my ideads. I have all rights Enjoy
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Marshall's POV. I had just gotten off the tour bus and hopping in this 7-eleven that I hoped had some Red Bull and Nacho's cause after being stuck on that bus for 7 hours and everyone eating up all the food.. I was absolutely starving. I quickly got in the store with my hood down seeing that no one was really around to recognize me but just in case I grabbed all the items that I thought was necessary to make sure I wouldn't get hungry any time soon. Then I went up to the counter and saw the cashier who was busy talking on her phone instead of paying attention to the customers like she should be doing. "Yo, i'm ready to be rung up." I said hoping she would get off the phone. "No, what your ready for is a new hair style, your hair looks like one of those yellow scrub brushes you would buy at the Family Dollar store down the street." She retorted. And that's where it all began..

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