Chapter 3

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-London P.O.V.-

 "Mama said,you're a pretty girl.

What's in your head it doesn't matter.

Brush ya hair,fix ya teeth.

What you wear is all that matters.

Just another stage.

Pageant the pain away.

 This time im gonna take the crown without falling down,down,down.

 Pretty hurts.

 We shine the light on whatevers worse.

 Perfection is a disease,of a nation.

 Pretty hurts. Pretty hurts." (A/N: Beyonce-Pretty Hurts)

 I parked my car in the back parking lot of the mall & got out. "Aye Ma!" Busters. "I Have A Name,Yunno." This happens daily. If ya girl aint givin up the pussy right,dont come to the mall & expect nothin better."Well, if you stop walkin so fast you proally could tell me yo' name." Ugh. Speed Up London! "Ma!" Finally. I get to my job. "You're Late" I know this. "Sorry,Tido. Got hit on,again." "Same busters?" "Yepp." "Damn Ma. You just gotta be careful. Stop wearin' them coochie cutters." "It's hawtt,T" "Just a thought". Tido is my boss & also like a older brother to me. He's 23. I've known him for 3 years. I started working here when i was 17 & he's grown on me. We tried dating. Tried. It obviously didn't work. Sometimes he still thinks im his girl. No,T. 

 "Hi. Welcome To Kids Footlocker! Need Any Help? My Name Is London." "Aye. Can I get these in a 3." A man asks me handing me the Jordan Retro 10's (Blue & White). "Yes sir. Gimme A Second." "Alright." I go get the shoes & come back. "You're in luck,these are our last pair." "Ahh! Really? Damn. When Yall Get Some More?" "Uhm. We have some on back order that should be here in about 2 weeks." "Damn. I needed a 4,too." "I'm Sorry." "That's the last pair back there period?" "Yes." "Alright. I'll take 'em." "Okay. Ready to ring up?" "Yeah" "Alright. Follow Me... Your total is 62.06" He pulls out a roll of hundreds & hands me one. "Your change is 37.94" I try to hand it to him. Try. He only takes the bag with the shoes. "Keep the change. London." And he walks out. Okaaay. . .

 -Beaast P.O.V.-

 So she work @ footlocker. She aint even recognize me! Damn. 

 ---Short. Yeah. Just A Filler . --

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