It was 1998, the summer going into Junior year. Bruce had decided it would be good if the family went on vacation to New York, mostly because he could feel himself and the boys becoming distant.

"There's a teens club down the street," Jason told Dick, putting a band-aid under his cheek. "That's where Ima be at." Jason crossed his arms as he watched Dick put on a shirt, "You coming?"

Dick let out an amused scoff and nodded, "Sure." he said before looking Jason up and down, "You're wearing that?" Dick asked, looking at Jason's oversized football jersey, baggy jeans, timbs, and red cap.

Jason looked down at his outfit, "Yeah? I'm not wearing those Polo's Bruce packed if some hot girls are gonna be there." he scoffed, jokingly. "Now, hurry up." Jason said, leaving the hotel room.

After a long walk, Jason and Dick made it to the teen's club, already hearing the music as they walked in the building. Jason smirked, already seeing some fine girls, but eyed one specifically. "Ay, Ima be over there." Jason shouted to Dick over the music.

Jason walked over to the girl who was singing along to the music with some of her friends. He tapped her on the shoulder, "Yo.." he smirked as she turned to him. Jason took the time to admire her; her brown skin, her eyes, the vibe she gave off, and the shea butter scent he could smell from miles away.