In 2045, slavery still continues and has gotten stronger where there is no hope that it will ever stop. With the technology, expanding and the lack of school being needed students have stopped showing up therefore putting the schools out of business. Avanti stood before Jamarr, glaring harshly up at him trying to soothe the anger that was causing her blood to boil. "Don't you get it? I said I don't want anything to do with you! I've been hanging around you and all that it has done is get my family in more trouble!" It was Jamarr's turn to glare. "What do you mean, my fault? If anything I have helped you. Did I not give you the food that you wished for? Did I not give you a soft bed to sleep in? DID I NOT DO ANY OF THOSE THINGS FOR YOU?!" Though, Jamarr was screaming and if anyone had heard she would be forced to be taking a beating with the snake tails. Avanti shook her head and hissed out, "It's not what you don't see. It's what you are refusing to see." Avanti pulled a small dagger that was strapped to the bottom of her basket and traced a circle on Jamarr's arm. "If I were to slice your arm, then mine, we would bleed red. The same color. Don't act like you don't see that coming. Just because we are black and work out in the field does not mean that we are animals or should be treated like such. At the end of the day, we are the same. I've got legs, arms, lungs, eyes, nose just like you do. So when I step out of this room. Don't look at me like a monster, look at me like at me like I'm one of you. You never know, at the end of the day, you just might be beating your brother." Avanti strapped the knife back to the bottom of the basket and walked out the room without sparing Jamarr another glance.