7.Ten Nine Fourteen

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"So, ever since October

Living out my dreams, they got a lot closer

Had to do it for my daughter before she got older

Had to wake the sleepers up, bitch I got
Folgers

I'm the realest nigga out, remember I told ya

Yes I'm Derby city raised, but I'm not local

Now they actin' like they kin, I do not know them

I've been prospering ever since I dropped don't, nigga"

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"What are we doing at a salon?"I asked confusingly.

"You said I had to get your hair done and it's kinda looking frizzy so here we are"He said.

"You don't have to this"I said about to walk out but he grabbed my arm.

"But I want to. I told the lady the perfect hairstyle for you if it's no problem"He said and I shook my head.

"I'm gonna be at the barbershop next door. Come by if your finished before me"He said and I nodded.

"Thank you really Bryson"

"Don't thank me yet"He smirked walking out.

"Hi. You must be Asia"Some girl that looked to be my age said.

"Yes I am and you are"

"I'm Melissa, your hairstylist"She said and I nodded as she led me to her chair. I sat down at her chair as she began to do my hair.

"I've heard a lot about you from Bryson. You seem like a nice girl"

"Oh really"

"Yea. Your actually my age. I was thinking we could go out to lunch after I do your hair. It is my lunch break"

"I don't k-"

"My treat"She smiled.

"I don't want you paying for my food"I said.

"Come on please"

"I'm sorry but-"

"How about if you do a favor for me then will you go?"She persisted.

"Fine"I signed.

"Can you watch my son for me? He's 5 months"

"You really trust a total stranger with your child"

"I hope I can"She said and I nodded. I wasn't gonna do anything to her baby. I actually adored them. But I hated toddlers.

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"I can't believe you actually did my makeup"I said looking in the mirror.

"Yes I had too. Your beautiful"

"Thank you and so are you. I love your eyes"I complimented.

"Thanks but instead of lunch. You wanna hit the club"

"I don't know about that. We aren't even old enough to get in"

"Don't worry about that"She said giving me her number on a piece of paper.

"Bye Melissa"

"Bye Asia"She said and I walked out the shop going into the one next to it. I walked in to see that Bryson was just finishing up. He had a nice tape.

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