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Talking with Melissa always lit a fire in him to get up to bad things that felt so good. Yet DeShawn had no plans on going buck wild tonight, he had promised to stay in his lane and not cause trouble. He knew that the scouts would be watching him like a hawk this year and turning up to games hanging out of his ass was not a good look for a future Division 1 Linebacker. His Uncle had made it very clear, one wrong step and Dee would be out on his ass and back in juvie before he could even blink. The big guy was doing his best to avoid trouble but Rosefell was full of temptation and he really wanted to bite that sweet sweet apple.

He had tried to catch up with Rico who seemed to be on a mission from God but the little guy was fast as fuck and definitely had his Freako on. Dee knew better than to try and stop him but he also knew that by the end of the night, he’d be the one likely peeling the guitar man off of the floor and sticking him in a Uber home. For all the friends he claimed to have, DeShawn really did believe that Enrique might be one of the loneliest people at Rosefell; he just knew how to hide it better than most.

It was that part of the night where people were pairing or grouping off and the mingling was coming to an end. Dee hung back as he so often did, just to watch over the people. To make sure that if there was a problem he could fix it. It was a role he had settled into nicely but sometimes it was a role he regretted taking. All the restrictions, all the rules he had set for him and that had set himself, he did wonder if it was all worth it. He was a kid, he should be having fun like everyone else. Yet he always stopped himself from going too far. Was he even good enough to get a scholarship? Or was it all just a pipe dream and he was destined to end up back on the corner?

Polishing off his drink, Dee headed off in search of another one. As he came up towards the kitchen, he noted his friend Jo singing on stage and he howled at her. She looked like she belonged up there. She was with Rico who seemed in a damn right better state than he had before. He smiled, for all the dark there was still
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