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It was a hot summer day in Atlanta, Georgia. Kids were playing around in the park. Birds were singing beautifully. 

Three friends named Jamaica, Nieci, and Millicent were walking down the street. They were walking to their friend Mariah's house. "Ya'll I'm so nervous to walk to Mariah's house", says Millicent. "Why", asks Jamaica? "Because those big thugs be around her house all the time", says Millicent. "Do say anything to them, they won't say anything to you", says Nieci. "I hope so", says Millicent.

All of the girls were 17 (Mariah also). They had just graduated from high school. All of them wanted to attend college together. They had been friends ever since Kindergarden.

They walked the street towards Mariah's house. "I'm so scared", says Millicent as she begins to hold onto the bottom of her shirt. Five big African-American guys were standing in front of Mariah's house with her brother Antonio. Nieci walks up to Antonio. "Is Mariah here", asks Nieci? "Yeah, she's in the house", says Antonio pointing his cigarette towards the house. Millicent was standing behind the crowd on the steps. As Nieci and Jamaica started walking towards the steps, one of the guys grab Jamaica's wrist. She turns around and pulls her wrist away. "what's up shorty, my name is Sergio but everybody calls me Stitch", says Stitch. "Nice to meet you, I'm Jamaica", says Jamaica. "Oh yeah, well do you wanna kick it sometime"? "Maybe". Then Jamaica started walking into the house.

Mariah and Millicent were on the computer checking their MySpace. Nieci was looking at Jet Magazine. Jamaica walks over and sits down beside Nieci, smiling very hard. "Why are you so happy", asks Nieci? "That guy Stitch just ask me do I wanna kick it with him", says Jamaica. Mariah looks over at Jamaica who was fanning herself. "He's not good for you", says Mariah. "Why Mariah"? "He sells drugs, he's been to jail, and he's stolen things". "I can manage". "You don't listen to anyone who is trying to protect you". "No, you always wanted the guys that I wanted me", says Jamaica standing up. "No I don't and besides I don't want Stitch". "You're just jealous". "No I'm not, I just don't want you to get hurt". "I'm a big girl Mariah". "Girls stop it", says Nieci. "I'm leaving", says Jamaica walking out of the door.

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