Please read the first one as it will help you understand the rest of the story.

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“Get up JJ you got school!” I heard Gloria yell as she left the house.

I groaned preparing for the day to come. I took a shower, then threw on all red, From my Chucks to my shirt (excluding my denim pants.)

“D-Dub don’t pack today they got metal detectors here!” I yelled down the hall. “Oh yea I forgot that bullshit thank you!” he yelled back.

We met up with Jamal outside the house. The school district got smart after a shootout on a bus and started sending small bus’s to each neighborhood to pick us up.

There were 5 of us in all going into high-school, a lot of freshmen for one neighborhood which gave us a good chance at taking over the drug trade.

You had Jamal, D-Dub, Poker, Chopper, and me all representing the 36th Street Demons. Chopper and Poker had just move in during the summer about a month apart.

We loaded up on the bus, we were alone. We all got the same schedule so we would stick together. We bullshitted about the girls, and all the people going there.

When we pulled up I looked out the window and there were cops everywhere.

I got out and heard the familiar Loco Crew whistle. I threw up a couple signs and yelled “3 6 Puttin it down! Throw that shit up!”

There were bomb girls everywhere, mostly white because we lived right on the edge of a good neighbor hood, so we and the Locos were the only ones here that where big enough to do anything.