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    DASHIYAH LANAE JOHNSON
                        "SHIYAH"
                    HOUSTON, TX
              -4:00 pm her SCHOOL

    DASHIYAH LANAE JOHNSON                         "SHIYAH"                    HOUSTON, TX               -4:00 pm her SCHOOL

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The bell finally rung for my last period, I was so ready to go.

I grabbed my books off my desk and went to my locker.

As i was at my locker the school hoe Amarion came up to me.

"Lemme walk you out" he said.

"Nahh I'm coo buddy" I said closing my locker trynna walk away.

"Why you always gotta be so stuck up ma?" He asked with his eyebrow raised holding my arm.

I gave him a straight face and looked him up and down.

"Because I don't like you and i gotta nigga" I said .

"who yo nigga, ill beat his ass" he said.

"Boy bye" i said snatching my arm from him running out the doors to my car.

A/n: im not rlly gone talk about her school until her gradation.

I hop in my car start it and make my way home

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I hop in my car start it and make my way home.
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I pull up to my house grab my thing and get out.

I unlocked the front door and walked in.

"Dad i'm home" I yelled closing and locking the door.

Stop all that yelling girl and how was school he said looking at me like I'm crazy.

"It was good besides that boy Amarion i told you about messing with me" I said rolling my eyes.

"Do I need to com up to that school?" He asked in a serious tone.

"No dad its fine" i said.

"Are you sure?" he asked

Yes i said finna walk away then stopped to tell him i have an client coming.

Okay thats fine he said not even paying attention.

I went up to my room through my braids in a ponytail, changed my clothes and set out my things to do my client hair.

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