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As I walked inside, I started to write new ideas for beats and music. While I emptied my school bag I remembered my maths homework. Forget it, I can study another time, this is important. Before I began writing, I thought I’d go into my dad’s room for some “inspiration”. When I went in, I saw it on the counter already rolled as though it was left for me with a note saying “I’ll be late again tonight. Foods in the oven”.  Next to to the note, there was as an hand written message from Saira Atill and her phone number. How did know she find out where I live, wonder whats she wants?…. anyway,  I just spent the night mixing on my laptop, divulging myself in music.

The next day, while walking down the hallway in school, I saw the boys again in the same classroom free styling. They…

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