Nicole maneuvered her way through the cautious drivers of Clinton Hill with experienced ease. Selena sat back comfortably against Nicole's custom plush-leather seats as she watched her friend intensively, smiling and feeling genuinely happy, as she listened to her friend fill her in on what she had missed from around the way and about her first year at New York City's finest university. Nicole's sandy brown hair and CoCo Chanel perfume blew in the wind as the pair breezed through the night. "...And I mean, all the guys wanted me... Football players, basketball players, baseball players, you name it girl." Nicole said as she chuckled at the thought. She turned momentarily to look over at Selena who, up until that moment had been hanging on to her every word, now staring out of the window, solemn and withdrawn. Unbeknownst to Nicole, the two had turned down a familiar street for Selena, one that had led her down a dark and unforgivable path. They were riding down the street that Anthony had taken her down on his way to his house. "Are you okay baby?" Nicole asked, looking between the road and her shaken up friend. "W-where are we going Nicole?" Selena spat, staring down the street, anticipating seeing that dreaded house, full of all those men and possibly even Anthony himself. "To Jasmines. She got her own spot now in Bushwick. Her boyfriend of course is paying for the whole thing... Lucky bitch." Nicole said rolling her eyes and laughing. And there it was, the house, coming up on the left. The door and windows were boarded and the shingles were completely corroded and even bare in some areas. The place was obviously vacant and looked to had been for some time now. They zipped past it and just like some sick twisted dream, it was gone. Selena sighed and sat back. It was all gone and behind her, literally, she thought as she watched it fade away in the distance in the passenger side mirror. "So what's up. You gonna tell me what's got you so shook or what?" Nicole asked, hitting her jokingly. Selena shook her head and just laughed, "...you wouldn't believe me if I told you." Selena replied and turned the radio up.
Ten minutes later, Nicole and Selena were pulling into an all white driveway of an all white house. The house itself looked like a fantasy, three stories high, and decorated with the works. The lawn, which included a pond that sat in the very middle of it, bordered by white marbled stones, with white cherry blossom trees in full blossom surrounding the pond, manicured shrubby which lined the pathway to the front door and the perimeters of the house, and chandelier style lights that hung from the front porch. Selena watched in disbelief as her very first friend, Jasmine Moore made her way out of what appeared to be Barbie's Dream House. Nicole beeped excitedly as Jasmine, who always had an apple bottom, strolled up to the car in a short tight black dress and 4-inch heels, with a body like a pear. Selena smiled. "...I know that's not my Selena James!" Jasmine exclaimed and ran around to Selena's side of the car, as Selena got out. They embraced tightly and for a moment, everything felt like it was all the same. When they finally pulled apart, Jasmine took a moment to run her pretty fingers through Selena's hair. "All that hair... gone." She said quietly. Selena stared at Jasmine. Even though Nicole hadn't known what had happened to her, Jasmine was more than aware. Word got around fast in Brooklyn and Jasmine was always one to keep an ear to the streets. It was the end of her junior year of high-school, after finding out that she had failed, that she got that call from Jasmine. After a long conversation, they both agreed not to tell Nicole, the sensitive one out of the bunch. It was after that phone call that Selena truly knew that Jasmine, who had always been there for her, from the very beginning that fateful day at Packer Collegiate Institute, would always continue to be. "I love you Selena.. and I'm so glad to see you." Jasmine cooed. "I love you too." Selena said softly. Nicole looked between the both of them, disgusted. "Ew. If y'all don't get y'all lesbian asses in the car! It's Saturday in Brooklyn and I ain't wearing panties! Let's go bitches!" Nicole exclaimed and laughed out loud.
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