Me and My Crew

Me and my girls clear a circle in the excited crowd of kids. I take my nook out of its leather cover and attach it to my speaker. It's a tiny thing, but trust me, its eardrum-shattering if you're not careful. Choosing a track at  random, I dash into position as the music starts and  start doing something that always comes naturally to me. I dance. My girls are right behind me, synching their moves with mine and trying to recall the routine. At the end, we all pose dramatically and pop up giggling when the last notes of the music fade away. There's cheer and booing in equal measures. Even though we're passable dancers, most of the other kids in our grade are haters. They call us freaks and wierdos and we just laugh it off. It's really hilarious to watch.

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Me and some of my friends are just chillin' outside the club, we got nothing better to do. We talked and joked around for awhile, but now toward the end of the street at the intersection there's a crowd of people, mostly middle-schoolers it looks like, gathering around something. Its too far to tell whats going on, so my good buddy Angel says to my other buddy Mo, "Hey man why don't you go check it out?"

"Why doesn't Glitch do it?"

"Why don't you come with me?" I retort, crossing my arms.
  
"Fine. Come on shorty let's go!" He walks off down the street, looking back to make sure I'm following. I hurry to catch up.

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The crowd disperses but two guys, a tall black guy and a short asian kid are left.