A true introvert , with only two friends ,bad childhood memories, scars and a camera.
Let's walk with Saint along her journey , as she learns how to navigate life without just her camera . Once Saint meets Demetrius , it's like they are long lost...
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December 31, 2019
The party started at 8:30pm , it was now 10:00pm. They were already about ten blunts and five bottles of 1942 between the 25 of them . The house was decorated in black and silver , with disco balls everywhere. Jazmine and the girls were the only ones that wore gowns , along with her cousins . They would be graduating this year and this would be bittersweet . One of their last years before they went into the world as adults .
Dough had been trying to drag Jazmine away to one of the guest rooms for the last hour and she was trying to be good. She was glad her favorite cousin Chanel could make it here from Chicago. Saint and Meech dragged in both with Prada shades on and barely speaking . She decided to pull her to the side later to find out what is wrong .
"Babe , where is the case of 1942?", Dough asked . "In the wall fridge downstairs", I replied while sipping a glass of champagne and mingling . He nodded and kissed me on the cheek. I was so surprised he actually let me throw this party . He was just very selective on my guest list . "Let's take shots", I suggested to our little section in the corner . It was me , Bianca, Snook , Koby , Saint and Meech . I wanted everyone to get live, it seems like everyone was being dull.
"To more life and love with the crew", Koby raised his glass. It was an awkward silence from the corner with Meech and Saint . So I made my way over to pull her away. She paused to kiss Meech on the cheek and continued to follow me.
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Practically dragging her, we ended up in one of the living rooms in the house , it was in the back away from everyone . At first she just sat there with her glasses still on and said nothing . "We can stand here all night wtf is up with you?", I asked . "Nothing , Meech had some family issues he's been dealing with so I flew home early . I wasn't even supposed to be back", she replied . "Oh damn I'm sorry glad you made it . Is he ok?", I asked . She just shrugged and playing with her fingers. "I don't know , he's barely talking and I'm being patient with him. He's had a much different life than us all and I couldn't imagine the things he's witnessed", she spoke . I nodded, I wasn't very aware of everything but Dough had brought me up to speed about his father and uncle . They seemed to be street heroes or something , so I'm sure that has had a bearing on him . "Ok, well liven up a little . Ya'll bringing my mood down sheesh", I laughed as we went back to join the party.
