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Artist Sincere DuBois

June 15, 2020

(where COVID never fucking existed- we just gone make 2020 seem like a normal year lmao😹)

"Artist come on, we gone fuck around and be late!" Evre yelled down the hallway as she walked into the bathroom where I was brushing my teeth. "You always takin' yo fuckin' time!" She smacked me on the ass and I paused.

"Evre... get the fuck away from me cuh, fore I punch you in yo' fuckin' face."

"What?" Her voice pitched as she smiled wide.

I spit toothpaste into the sink and rinsed my mouth out before standing up and wiping my mouth off. "Stop fuckin' playin'."

I walked up and wrapped my arms around her, and we stood hugged up in the hallway, with her leaning against the wall and me standing over her. "Nigga you do it to me all the time, and now it's wrong when I do it?" She rolled her neck.

"Yeah." I pecked her lips.

"Ugh, y'all nasty." My lil brother said, walking down the hallway. "Y'all gotta kiss all the time?"

"Anthony bye," Evre giggled. "I'm pretty sure when you get a girlfriend y'all gone be doin' more than that."

He scrunched up his face in confusion. "E, shut up." I laughed some, seeing Anthony shake his head and then walk off.

"Imma finish gettin' ready." She said, and stood on her tip toes to kiss me before turning to walk off. I smacked her ass when she did, and hurried off and dipped into the bathroom before she could hit me back. "Ow! Bruh!" She yelled and kicked the bathroom door. "Ian even fuckin' hit'chu that hard, you draggin' shit!"

• • • • •

"Come on, come on, come on, come on." Ms. Bales, the ASB president for the school said, rushing me and the graduating class into our seats for the ceremony that was on the football field.

They split the graduating class—if you could even call it it that, cause it was about 900 seniors and only 300 something was graduating, into two halves. So one side was sitting on the left side, and the other on the right, where we faced each other, but kept the middle clear for the graduates that would be walking back down to sit in their seats.

Since we was all '02 babies, it was gone be Dre, Masai, Destiny, Heir, and me graduating. Vinny, Lauren, Amour, and Evre was gone have to wait til next year.

Anyway, they led us out with some old ass Bruno Mars song, and then prolonged it for the slow niggas that didn't know where the fuck they seat was even though we had been practicing the shit all month.

When they finally sat us all down, the ceremony started.

Most of the shit was a blur, cause I ain't really pay attention to it. The only part I really listened to was the names.

They called A-G first: my group.

Along with some of the other people in my graduating class, I stood up and followed them to the left side of the "stage". Since we was on the football field, they made a makeshift stage, with three ramps and a platform put together, along with a podium on top.