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having such a fucked up lifestyle. None of them understood and Blaze didn't waste any time explaining things to them. He was living a life where only pimps and hoes knew what was going on. The real truth about their society was that they wanted to be a secret but was far it.
    The flashiness, the branded clothing, and the wads of money that Blaze carried around school couldn’t buy him friendship if his life depended on.
    In the middle of Blaze eighth grade year, he dropped out of school. Too much was going on at home and too much drama was going on at school. Sitting in class one day Blaze realized that school was just no longer for him. Right in the middle of his third period English class he decided fuck school. Those under educated motherfuckers wasn’t teaching him shit he couldn’t learn on his on anyway. Without disturbing his English teacher’s lecture, he quietly got up and walked out of class. Exiting the school, he never thought twice about whether he was making a mistake or not.
    “I’ll get my GED,” Blaze told himself. Walking up the front stoop of his house, Blaze noticed some of his father’s girls sitting on the front porch engaged in a conversation.
    “Don’t you hoes got something better to do?” Blaze hissed. When it came to the girls he had a slick mouth. He was either throwing hurtful comments at them or charming them. His tongue was as slick as his father’s if not slicker. Over the years he’d gained a set up loose lips. He spoke to Money’s hoes badly and none of them dared to tell. They all took the young boy’s disrespect out of honor of Money Mack.
    “What you doing home so early?” Mandy, the youngest of them all, asked.
    “Minding my business.”
    Mandy stared into his eyes. Their eyes locked and for those few seconds it felt like they were magnetically connected. The look in Mandy eyes stated that she was fiending for young Blaze's love. Mandy was a runaway girl who Money had taken under his wings months ago. Her baby face stated that she was no older than sixteen. Money didn’t care. Her pussy had a value and he was going to get that money by all means. The truth was that Mandy was only fifteen years old, but had experienced more things in life than an average thirty year old. She came from an abusive family. Not being able to tolerate the abuse and being molested by her stepfather any longer, she ran away one day and planned on never returning home.
    It was evident that Mandy had a crush on Blaze. He also had one on her, but he took the advice from his father to never fall in love with a hoe. Hoes couldn’t be trusted and they could never be turned into a housewife. That saying that a hoe can't be turned into a housewife was absolutely truth. His mother was living proof of that saying. With that being said, he kept his distance from Mandy, but that never stopped him from yearning for her touch and maybe her love. The heart always knew what the heart wanted
    Blaze opened up the screen door and his ears were filled with profanity. It was obvious that his mother and father were getting into it again. That hoe never knows how to shut up. Always yapping off at the mouth , Blaze thought.
    “AIDS, bitch? You fucking poisoned me!” Money yelled in pain. You could hear the hurt in his voice. He’d just found out hours ago he was infected with one of the most horrible diseases.
    “Oh no! It couldn't be from me. Nigga, I just got tested three weeks ago!” Jean pointed her hands in his face. She swore him up and down that she was clean as a whistle. She even went as far as blaming all the other girls. “You better check them other hoes Money, ‘cause I ain’t the one to be blaming for this shit. No telling who all the fuck you been dipping and dabbing in.” Jean cursed.
    Truth to be told, Jean didn’t know whether or not if she was the one to give Money the bug. The last time she got tested was when she’d given birth to Blaze. Aside from that she gave herself a test. Hell,