APRIL 7TH, 2005, 8:07 AM, LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA

Lauryn leaves her apartment, making sure to lock the door securely. She looks around before going down the rusty stairs. She goes out into the streets, her hands in her pockets. She's wearing a yellow jersey, baggy oversized jeans, adidas shoes, gold jewelry, and a yellow scarf over her braids.

She's been living in the bad part of LA her whole life. She still lives with her mom, who doesn't like her that much. Her mom's favorite is her little sister, Maggie. Oh, she fucking hates Maggie. She gets snapped out of her thoughts when the sun brutally hits her chestnut skin.

She's in the city LA.