Just another Girl on the irt ( Janet Jackson & devante swing love story )

Chapter 1: don't take it personal

" alone all alone nobody but nobody can make it out here alone " - poetic justice - 1993

This story takes place in the 90s

March 15th 1995

It was the last period of school where I walked to my locker to get my bag. It was raining outside so I put on my hoodie and headphones on with Mariah Carey's album playing in my ear
I was on my way to work.......

I walked into work seeing my friend Laquita

Me: hey girl
Laquita: girl you not gonna guess who came in here
Me: who?
Laquita: tommy
Me: what dat nigga want?
Laquita: he wanted to know how was you doing
Me: doesn't he have a girlfriend and a baby?
Laquita: yeah
Me: where she stay at?
Laquita: van dyke projects ooh let's go get her
Me: let's just leave that girl alone he's no good he's gonna leave her ass
Laquita: your right should I get with him??
Me: hell no
Laquita: yeah his dick is small anyways he can't even bust in 2 seconds
Me: you tripping
Laquita: anyways you coming with me to the record store ?
Me:  why?
Laquita: Monica new album comes out today
Me: oh yeah miss thang we'll go after we finish here let me go handle this customer

I walked over to the counter seeing this fine handsome light skin guy with a bright smile

Me: me what can I get you? By the way you look very familiar you go to john Addams high school?
Devante: yeah I do. Umm can I get a pack of cigarettes
Me: for a young man like you you don't look the type to smoke cigarettes
Devante: I get that a lot. What's your name sweet thing?
Me: Janet
Devante: that's a nice name I'll see you around

Devante pove: by the way she licked her lips I can tell she can sucks a good dick she can suck mines any day...

Laquita: girl he's fine get them digits
Me: you think I should?
Laquita: hell yeah
Me: I'll try. It's closing time
Laquita: yess

Two hours later:

After I came home from being with Laquita I was on my way home back to the ghetto once again

I can't believe my mom is a drug addict the things I go through

I hate living in the projects so much😫

I finally arrived home once again the elavator out of order. Crackheads in the staircase

I walked in the house door to see my mother sitting at the table with three guys

One of them was coming outta the bathroom

Guy: how you doing pretty mama can I come in your room with you?
Me :  hell naw I don't know you MOVE!

I walked in my room locking the door behind me.

I had a hot plate and Mimi fridge no one knew about

I wish my mom would stop already damn!!!!!

I was so tired I played what's the 411? By. Mary j blige while I cooked my dinner

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