Asante Blackk x male
Real Eazy E x Male
(Corey Hawkins) Dr Dre x male
Raymond santana (fake one from movie)x male
Mc Ren(fake one)
Ice cube(fake one)
Jamal turner x Male
Spencer James
Jordan Baker
Darnell
And others maybe
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Apollo Ortega,16,Bronx born and raised,afro latino
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Kadir,16,Bronx born and raised,african american
Kadir-5'5 Apollo-5'9 I was on my way to my aunt's apartment.The train had only 6 people on it.Me ,a boy who looked my age and 4 grown men.The boy was sitting drawing in his notebook.The 4 growm men walked up to him."what you got there little nigga?" One of them says.Another one snatches his notebook.Damn.I kinda feel bad.Oh well."man give that back" The boy says as he stands."or what?" The third one says as he lifts his shirt lightly revealing a gun.The boy sighs."man fuck you" He mumbles. They throw-wait not throw.CHUCK.The book back at the boy hitting him in his left eye.He groans in pain.He drops to his knees as the train stops."see ya bus boy" one of the men say.Another punch him in his stomach before leaving.The boy groans.It was just me and him now.I walk over."you alright bro?" I ask.I go to one knee."fuck no im not ok" He mumbles."get up man" I say as i extend my hand to help him up.He gets up and stumbles a bit.He sits down.Taking his backpack off and taking out a red towel.Something was obviously inside.He uses his backpack as a pillow and hugs the towel tightly.
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I just look at him.He was trying to get comfortable.And once he did i hear light snores coming from him.I sit in front of him and go onto my phone. 20 minutes later The boy wakes up.He looks at me tiredly."did we pass Springspot?" He mumbles.i nod my head yes.He groans.He puts the towel into his backpack and put it on.The train stops.He gets out.It wasnt my stop but something told me to follow him."what you want?" The boy says.I run up to walk side by side."you live in the bronx?" I ask.He nods and puts his hood up."why you got that gun and aint use it?" I ask.He turns to look at me shocked."i-i aint got no gun man" He stutters."yes you do.and its not yours is it?" I ask.He stops walking.So do I."what do you want bro"He asks.I shrug."well i just saw you get yo ass beat so i just wanted to check on you" i say."im fine" he mumbles."sure" i say.We walk in silence.Until i dig into his coat pocket and snatch his phone."who what the fuck is you doing?!" He yells.He was shorter than me so i wasn't really feeling that threatened."where you live?" I ask."the bronx I already told you that!" He says getting agitated.He tries to snatch the phone back but i hold it above my head.He jumps for it but misses."Bronx is that way" i say pointing to the opposite direction he was walking in.He sighs."give me my phone" Says as he reaches into into his backpack."pull that gun out and ill chuck this phone" i say calmly.I hold it over the train track.He smacks his teeth.He puts it away and puts his backpack back on."thats what i thought" I say.I hand him his phone."i can tell you aint got a place to stay tonight.Why is that?"i ask.He side eyes me."my family doesn't fuck with me anymore" he says.I nod."thats tough"
