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some popcorn down. Then he put the movie in and came to sit next to me. We sat and watched the movie and ate popcorn while talking about relationships and everything else under the sun.
    “Ryder, I sent Anika a text message, asking for Skie’s number. I’m scared to text her though, like what would I say? I was rude to her more than once. I just want to show her that I’m not that rude once you get to know me,” I looked down at my lap.
    “Start off by saying you’re sorry and that you would like to start over. Ask if you can take her out to the movies or something,” He looked at me with a straight face. Whatever that was bothering him, must have been serious.
    “Okay, I will.” I took my phone out and scrolled to skies’ number.
    Me: Heyy, this is Blu, I got your number from, Anika. I hope you don’t mind, but I wanted to apologize or the way I acted, you know, being rude once again. I sent the message and waited for a reply.
    “Okay there I sent her a text. I’m kind of nervous now,” I started biting on my nails.
    “Please stop, Blu. What’s the worst that could happen? She doesn’t reply?” He screwed his face up, giving me a funny look.
    “You’re right, let’s watch another movie. This time you pick,” I leaned into the fluffy pillows and looked at my phone again. I still didn’t get a reply, the longer it took the more nervous I got. We were watching love and basketball when my phone buzzed.
    “Ryder she texted back!” I exclaimed.
    Skie: It’s cool man, don’t sweat it.
    Me: Can we go out to dinner or a movie or something? Just so I feel better? I feel like we got off on the wrong foot?
    Skie: Sure, we can go get coffee tomorrow morning, if that’s cool. I’ll meet you at the Starbucks on 47th W Flagler at twelve.
    “Tomorrow Skie and I are going out for coffee!” I was jumping up and down. Ryder was cracking up over my reaction.
    “Man, you just got too happy. let’s finish this movie so I can take your ass home.”
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

Chapter Four
    Ryder
    I had just dropped Blu off at her house. Now, I was heading to the basketball court to think. That was where I let out all my stress that was building up. My dad wanted me to take over his empire, but that’s not what I wanted to do. Just because his father, my grandfather, handed him the business, doesn’t mean I am the same. I didn’t want to involve myself with that life, and as a father, why would he want me to be? I’ve seen so many people lose their lives once they joined the streets. Yes, it may be easy money, but what is easy money when you have to look over your shoulder your entire life. People who you thought was family end up becoming snitches, or worst, get that green monster on their back. It’s the devil at its best and I don’t want anything to do with it.
    When he said he wanted to talk, I knew it was about the cartel. That was all he ever wanted to talk about. He didn’t want me to go pro because he claimed basketball was my hobby. He claimed it was time for real life, and time to put the hobby aside and conduct business like a man. I drove up to my favorite basketball court; it was right on the water. I liked hearing the waves while I was shooting hoops; it’s relaxing. I got my basketball out the trunk, took off my shirt and walked on the court. I started making three pointers left and right. I was on roll right now, which meant I was really stressed. My mind went blank when I played, which is why I loved this game so much. I could be going through a lot, and get on the court and my mind resets to zero and I play my best. I went to do a layup, and felt people walking up behind me. I turned around and sure enough it was some of my some of my dad’s men in the cartel.
    “What’s good, Ryder?” Lil Tim said, as we dapped hands. He snatched the ball, and shot a three pointer into the hoop.
    “What up, Lil Tim? What you doing out this late?” I looked at Midnight and the other guys that