"Pretty bitches love me, and ugly hoes hate me But while y'all busy hatin', I'm flying across the country To be in Vogue, bitch, to walk in shows 'Cause I'm that bitch You already know Bitch, you know I'm sexy Uh, don't call, just text me Bitches slow, can't get on my speed They stare 'cause they know I'm the I-T G-I-R-L" -Aliyah's Interlude on [IT GIRL]

You were a one of a kind girl, one that was every skater boys dream attitude, kind, rude- a bit, relatable, an inventory in their bag...Mostly thats what your mom said since you ruined that by being friends with Angela's friends which made you act like the ruddest bitch ever, always coming up with the best comments to say back.

1995, SUMMER

You and your friends were infront of LA's courthouse since al skaters there in montebello visited there often to skate while they sat on the steps with you, talking. Tillll Fuckshit, Ray, Fourthgrade, Ruben and Stevie or sunburn.. or whatever the fuck they call him now- came, staring at you friends and you in Curiosity.

Fuckshit: we should totally try to get with them...

Ray: no way, their cute but way out of my league.

Fuckshit: or stevie could try to get some pussie todayyyyy he sneered, laughing a bit

Stevie giggled while he was patted on the back by Fuckshit, ruben standing back and being quiet and you and your girls didnt even acknowledge them and you and your girls were rating the songs on the Eazy-Duz-It album CD your mom got you for your birthday