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I woke up at 8:30 to a text from my cousin Dee asking if I wanted to slide to this music video they was shooting later today. I texted him back and got up, walking to the kitchen, pouring a bowl of cereal, and going back to my room, turning on Euphoria.

A few hours went by and I decided to start getting ready for the video shoot. I grabbed some jean shorts, my black hoodie, and my panda dunks. I took my now puffy straightened hair down, pulling it into a slick-back puff, then put on a little mascara and some lip gloss. I grabbed my AirPods, my phone, and my charger.

I walked out my room, closing the door, and went downstairs to grab my house key before leaving. Locking the door, I walked to the bodega to meet Dee. The bodega was packed with mad dudes, and I twisted my face up before walking in. I grabbed a bag of hot Cheetos and a Sprite, then walked back outside to meet my cousin.

“Wassup ugly,” Dee said, dapping me up. I flicked him off and dapped him up back, following him like a lost puppy. I twisted my face again every time a girl walked past mugging me.

“Yo Dee, why these smoochies keep mugging me like I won’t do them bad?” I asked, stopping next to him.

He laughed at what I said and dapped up a darkskin boy with an afro. He was fine. He smiled at me and I smiled back. Dee walked away, leaving me with him.

“Yoo, my name Bloodie. Who you is, shorty?” Bloodie asked, reaching out to dap me up.