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Chapter 2-2
I chased after them, earning harsh words from couples I pushed apart and threats I chose to ignore. The flow of the party fought against me but I shoved through the surging tide, through the music and the smoke. I made it down the hall into the main room, then into the kitchen, out onto the deck, but didn’t see De’Andre anywhere. I bullied my way back into the apartment, the main room, the hall, and almost got as far as the foyer when the bathroom door opened to block my path. Through the thick haze inside I saw my roommate sitting on the closed toilet seat. I ducked under the arm of whoever was exiting the bathroom and followed the stench of pot inside. “Tyrone.” De’Andre’s deep voice answered. “There’s our token white boy,” he said, and I spun around to find him stretched ou
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