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Urban Twist
Scene 1: Prison Cell
The doors slammed shut in front of Paris. Paris ran towards the cell door and started banging at the door violently.
Paris broke down in tears and walked backwards till she could fell the wall and slid down slowly and put her hands in a
prey shape as if she was hoping that something or someone would save her. She pulled her legs towards her and began
rocking herself backwards and forwards in a fast pace rhythm. Knowing that that no one was coming back, Paris began
gouging at her face until blood started oozing and trickling down from the fresh scratches she made on her face; she
paused momentarily and began to cry into her hands hysterically.
“It wasn’t meant to happen like this!” she continued to sob angrily into her hands.

Scene 2: College
“Class is nearly over, so now I’m going to set you all an assignment, which will be due in two weeks time from now, the
assignment, will be to research and base your opinion on why Romeo and Juliet would take their own lives just to be
together. However your assignment will be slightly different, because I would like you all to work in pairs preferably male
and female so you can see the opposite sex point of view. So could you all find your partners please?” The English tutor
said to the class.
Everybody got up and began finding someone to work with. However a slim and slender, light skinned black girl with
dark brown squinting eyes and a soft and gentle smile sat alone slightly day dreaming.
“Err excuse me, would you like to be my partner?” a tall, light skinned black boy, with a an attractive baby face but
small lips, which he would bite softly when he prepared to smile, stood next to the girl while she was day dreaming.
“Oh sorry, err, yeah that’s fine.” The girl said snapping back to reality. The boy smiled and bit his lip gently.
“Cool, your name is Latisha, am I right?” the boy questioned.
“Yeah you right, and yours is…” Latisha paused trying to think of the boy’s name.
“It’s Taishae.” He laughed. Latisha tried to cover up her embarrassment by turning to look at the ground as if she wasn’t
fazed. Taishae pulled out the chair beside Latisha and sat next to her and studied her face expression.
“Are you sure you’re cool with us two working together?” Taishae raised his eye brow slightly, and his face expression
softened and made him look vulnerable to rejection.
“Its fine, I just find it strange that’s all, like you never acknowledged me when you see me on road, but all of a sudden
an assignment comes up and you want to chat to me as if we’ve been speaking for time.” Latisha explained but stared
forward so she didn’t see Taishae’s reaction.
“Latisha it isn’t like that at all, I’ve wanted to speak to you for time but like I didn’t know how to approach you, and
when this assignment came up, I thought it was a good chance for me to get to know you.” Taishae looked down, then
looked back up at Latisha and put his hand firmly on Latisha’s shoulder. Latisha turned and looked at him.
“So are you going to be my partner in crime then?” Taishae joked.
“Yeah okay Taishae.” Latisha said and began smiling.
“Could I have your number Latisha?” Taishae paused for a second. “Only so I can call you later and like we can arrange
to meet later, and I’ll give you my number and address.” Taishae continued to explain. Latisha beamed and pulled out her
phone and Taishae pulled out his and they both swapped numbers and addresses.
“Class dismissed, oh and by the way don’t forget the question why Romeo and Juliet would take their own lives, just to
be together?” the tutor said to the class as they left the room.
“Bye Latisha, I’ll call you later.” Taishae winked then smirked.
“Okay boo bye.” Latisha giggled.

Scene 3: Trouble
“Paris I need you to help me sort out some business for me okay.” Dominique said.
“What do you mean? What type of business needs to get sorted out?” Paris questioned.
“All you need to know is that some boy called Dejontâe owes me money and he hasn’t paid up so he has to deal with the
consequences.” Dominique replied.
“And what do I have to do to help you then?” Paris asked suspiciously.
“Well I’m going to drive up to his house and all you have to do is disguise yourself and knock the door so he can get
what’s coming to him.” Dominique explained.
“This sounds too easy Dom, what if the boy don’t answer the door and someone else does?” Pairs enquired.
“That’s why we have to wait until his brother Taishae leaves the house at some point.”
“But that could be all day or night.” Paris moaned.
“That’s business, now hurry up and get ready so we can get things over and done with.” Dominique grinned eerily.

Scene 4: Taishae and Dejontâe’s house

Taishae dialled in Latisha’s number and waited for a few rings before she answered.
“Hello” Latisha said down the phone.
“Yo Latisha you cool b? It‘s me Taishae.”
“I know it’s you, I saw your number, but yeah I’m fine.” she laughed.
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“Cool cool, I was wondering if you wanted to link up at my yard to work on the assignment.”
“Yeah that’s fine hun, I got the directions to your house in my pocket, err what time do you want me there?”
“Be at mine at half seven.”
“Yeah that’s fine Taishae; I’ll see you later then Mister.” Latisha said softly down the phone.
“Bye babe.” Taishae said and hung up the phone.
It turned eight and Taishae was leaving to go to shops since Latisha hadn’t arrived at his house yet. Taishae told his
brother Dejontâe that if Latisha came to house, while he was gone then Dejontâe had to welcome her in and he had to be
polite to her when she was there. Then Taishae left the house to go to the shops.
Five minutes later Latisha knocked the door. Dejontâe answered
“Hello sexy” Dejontâe grinned widely at the pretty face girl.
“Is Taishae there please?” Latisha asked politely.
“Nah, he went to the shops, are you Latisha?” Dejontâe asked slightly raising his eyebrow.
“Yeah, that’s me” Latisha smiled sweetly.
“Oh your that bum gal that I’m meant to invite in, I’m Dejontâe.” Dejontâe said introducing himself, while opening the
door wider to let Latisha in. Latisha walked into the living room and studied the room; it was quite clean and well looked
after. It seemed too clean for Dejontâe and Taishae to be living in.
“It’s rude for a guest to stand up in my house; I hope you’ve wiped your shoes before you entered.” Dejontâe joked
cheekily. Latisha’s body froze as she knew she didn’t wipe her feet.
“I’m joking girl, just sit down and chill.” Dejontâe sniggered loudly. Latisha glared at Dejontâe, then began to sit down
on the settee elegantly, but was still on edge.
“So I take it you go to Taishae’s college then?” Dejontâe asked.
“Yeah I do.” she told Dejontâe.
“Cool, what course do you do then?” Dejontâe enquired.
“Err, Law, Psychology and English with Taishae.” she replied.
“Really?” Wow I’m impressed, solving crime and that like CSI.” Dejontâe joked.
“Law ain’t really got anything to do with CSI; CSI is investigating using forensic science. And you need biology to do
that.” Latisha explained sophistically. Dejontâe stared blankly at Latisha.
“Skeen, would you like a drink anyway?” Dejontâe said quickly changing the subject.
“Yes okay then, thanks.” Latisha replied. Dejontâe smiled at Latisha and left the living room for the kitchen. Dejontâe
leaned into the fridge and got two cans of Pepsi’s in the fridge. Thud! Thud! Thud! The door pounded loudly. Latisha and
Dejontâe jumped. Latisha looked through the window and saw a tallish figure, wearing dark blue tracksuit bottoms and a
dark blue Adidas hoody running towards a black, blacked out BMW. Then she saw Dejontâe come through the living room
leaving the cans on the table.
“Who bang pon mi my door like suh?” Dejontâe cussed. Before he gave Latisha a chance to explain what she saw
Dejontâe left the living room and opened his front door. When Dejontâe opened his door he saw no one at the door. He
opened the door a bit more and still didn’t see anyone. Dejontâe came through the front door and walked onto the garden
path to see if he could spot the prankster. The streets were empty; he couldn’t see anyone walking up or down it. But he
did notice the black, tinted window BMW across the road, which was strange because he recognised all the cars that live
on the street unless someone was visiting. The BMW gave Dejontâe a shiver down his spine it seemed like an animal
waiting to pounce on its prey. It seemed deceiving. Dejontâe couldn’t take his eyes off the car, and all of a sudden saw the
tinted window wind down slowly, but he still couldn’t see who was inside. Suspicion got the better of Dejontâe and he
opened his garden gate to walk over to the BMW. Then all of a sudden, Bang! Bang! Dejontâe plunged to the floor.
Taishae was just coming round the corner when he heard the gun shot and began darting round the corner, to see a black
BMW screech its wheels and speed off down the street. Latisha ran hurried from the house to check what the noise was
and saw Dejontâe lay on the floor motionless.
“Oh my god!” Latisha broke down in hysterics. Taishae heard screaming and had a sickening feeling in his stomach.
Taishae ran towards his house and unexpectedly stopped in horror by his front gate. He stared at his brother’s body which
lay unmoving. Taishae kneeled down to his brother’s aid.
“What the fuck did they do to you bro?” Taishae couldn’t say his words out properly and began weeping furiously over
Dejontâe’s body. Taishae saw the gun shot wound in his brother’s shoulder. Taishae took off his expensive jacket and
enfolded it round Dejontâe’s shoulder carefully. Dejontâe began breathing heavily, as if he was trying to save every last
breath in him. Then Taishae noticed Dejontâe covering up something. Taishae moved his hand slowly away and saw a
deep hole in Dejontâe’s chest. The wound was deep and began to clot. Taishae took off his shirt and pressed the clothing
against Dejontâe’s chest. Dejontâe winced at the pain. Taishae looked about and saw a few people standing on the door
step, or spying through their windows. Taishae looked up at his house and saw Latisha standing mortified.
“Yo, phone the ambulance now!” Taishae yelled frantically. Latisha searched all in her pockets to find her phone. And
when she found her phone dialled 999. Taishae looked back at his brother.
“You’re going to be fine likkle bro, don’t you worry, everything is going to be okay.” Taishae said reassuringly. He moved
Dejontâe’s body closer to his to keep him warm, and began rocking him in his arms gently.
“Taishae, I didn’t wanna get involved.” Dejontâe murmured slowly. Taishae looked at his dying brother in puzzlement.
“What do you mean bro?” Taishae questioned while trying to hold back more tears. Red froth began coming out of
Dejontâe’s mouth, he began to cough and splutter.
“Don’t hate me, I’ve always looked up to you and never succeeded to be as good as you... I was forced bro!” Dejontâe
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began to cry in Taishae’s arms.

“I don’t hate you, I could never hate you, Please Dejontâe tell me what you mean” Taishae began to cry uncontrollably,
grasping hold tightly of his baby brother.
“Aayisha and Pa… Par…” then Dejontâe coughed out and spluttered out a clump of blood and then the darkness
enveloped on Dejontâe and he rolled his eyes back slowly.
“Bro? Bro! Please wake up Dejontâe!” Taishae couldn’t hold back the tears any longer and they flowed like a river down
his face. He pulled his brother in tight to him and kissed his forehead softly. And put his hands over Dejontâe’s face and
closed his eyes. The sirens of the ambulance began to blare in the background.

Scene 5: The shocking truth

“What the fuck? Where did you get that gun from?” Paris asked in a panic as Dominique dashed the gun to passenger
seat next to her and sped down the road from the scene.
“I told you it’s a business thing okay, and Paris if there’s a chance that the police does catch us, which I don’t think
they will, but if they do your gonna have to take the bait.” Dominique said tensely while continuing to speed down the
road.
“You what! Why?” Paris shouted in alarm.
“Calm down, it’s just that I kind of made out to the boy that me and my acquaintance were you and your friend Aayisha.
So if he still alive then he might blame you for shooting him and like I’ll sort him out once your arrested and everything
has settled down.
“That’s bullshit, why would you do that; me and my friend could go down for your carelessness.” Paris began to cry
uncontrollably in the back of the car.
“Shut up Paris and be a woman, its business I know some people inside jail that would look after you, I’m a very
important person, and if I get locked up then a lot of people would get upset.” Dominique explained slyly. Paris had a ball
of anger throbbing through her thoughts she had plenty of questions in her head but all she could do was come up with the
same answer, so she took the chance to sort out all her questions and relieve the anger. She leaned slowly forward, put her
hands forward and pounced on Dominique trying to choke her to death from the back seat, Dominique was steering out of
control and had no choice but to let go of the steering wheel to stop Paris from strangling her to death. Dominique tried to
get Paris’s hands off her neck while kicking her feet about, Dominique began to feel light headed and was getting weaker
and then Dominique’s foot hit down onto the brake and the car jilted forward making Paris jerk forward into the front
head rest of Dominique and colliding back towards her own seat and luckily Dominique’s airbag saved her from going
through the windscreen. After a few moments of silence Dominique started rubbing her neck from the whiplash she just
had and then turned around to check if Paris was okay, even though Paris tried to kill her.
“Paris can you hear me?” Dominique questioned slightly worried. But all Paris did was groan slightly, blood was
trickling from her nose and she had a split lip and blood was seeping from the fresh cut from her lip. Dominique
clambered through to the back of the car and began to shake Paris aggressively. Dominique grabbed Paris around the
scruff of her hoody.
“You listen to me you conniving bitch you ever dare do that to me again I will make sure that you will have your coffin
next to Dejontâe’s, have I made myself clear?” Dominique threatened. Paris groaned again and nodded her head slowly.
“Good, now we need to get our story straight, and this is what you are going to have to tell Aayisha.” Dominique eyes
slightly glinted and the site of an evil plan coming into mind.

Scene 6: Few days after Dejontâe’s Death

“How’s Taishae holding, Latisha?” the tutor questioned, while everyone was working on their assignments.
“I don’t know I ain’t seen him since that day.” Latisha said gently.
“You do know you can take some days off as well, if you want to get your head around things.” the tutor comforted
Latisha.
“I think it’s best that I just keep my mind off that subject.” she replied
“Okay then, let me know if you need someone to talk to.” the tutor said while leaving her to be alone with her thoughts.
Latisha stared blankly and had the same words ‘Aayisha told me to…’ kept playing over and over in her head she felt like
she was hypnotized with the same words, her mind was playing like a carnival ride. Latisha looked for where the tutor
was and saw he was dealing with some other students. Latisha pulled out her phone and searched for Taishae’s number
and called it. The phone just kept ringing for a few minutes then switching over to voice mail. Latisha felt worried. Ten
minutes later the tutor released the class out for the end of the lesson, Latisha decided to go to Taishae’s to check if he was
alright.
Latisha walked along Taishae’s path cautiously she felt sick in the stomach, she kept thinking just a few days ago
Dejontâe got shot here. She felt terrible and began wishing she didn’t bother coming back, but she felt she had to for
Taishae. She finally reached Taishae’s door, which felt like forever, and knocked the door wearily. Latisha felt like she was
waiting for ages and was just about to turn back round to walk back down the dreaded path until the door opened. Latisha
turned round slowly to see Taishae staring at her but he looked different, he had heavy bags under his eyes, bits of his hair
stuck up like he had been lying on one side of his head for ages. Taishae wore his baggy boxers and black string vest. He
seemed lost, groggy and alone.
“What do you want?” Taishae seemed lost. His eyes seemed full of anger, his face expression seemed drained and he
seemed like he hadn’t had sleep for ages. Latisha stood at the door confused, she seemed lost with words.
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“I thought we could talk that’s all” Latisha explained. Taishae just stared blankly at Latisha like how Dejontâe would.
“What do you mean we’re talking right now aren’t we?” Taishae questioned sarcastically.
“You know what Taishae I only came here to check how you was and you basically go spit that back in my face, so you
can go fuck yourself.” Latisha cussed. She turned round and began to walk down the path, with her head held up high.
Taishae watched Latisha walk down the path and wasn’t sure what to do with himself.
“Latisha wait!” Taishae shouted as he began to chase her down the path. Latisha hurried her pace in walking until she
felt restricted and felt a pain through her arm that made her wince. She looked at her arm and saw Taishae’s nails digging
through her jacket.
“Taishae you’re hurting me.” Latisha tried to struggle free from Taishae’s grip, but he kept digging his nails in the more
she tried to fight him off.
“Come back to my house please, I’m sorry, come on lets just talk then.” Taishae begged. Latisha was just about to tell
Taishae ‘No’ then saw his face expression, she saw the hatred and bitterness he had, and she saw how he lost his sensitive
side just in a few days. She pitied him.
“Okay Taishae I will, just let go of my arm, but I’m only staying for five minutes.” She said calmly to Taishae. He
nodded his head and let go of Latisha’s arm, and began walking back towards his house while she followed behind him.
“Do you want a drink?” Taishae asked while Latisha settled on the sofa. Latisha thought back to when Dejontâe asked
her the same question.”
“No, I don’t but thank you anyway.” Latisha said to Taishae and looked down on the floor. Latisha had quick flashbacks
to that day with the shooting and Dejontâe.
“Err Taishae have the police found any more evidence about the shooting?” Latisha asked without trying to upset
Taishae.
“They’re trying to track down the car, and starting to question people, have they interviewed you yet?” Taishae asked
while looking down to the floor.
“Yeah, it was only brief though there going to question me on a later date. I told them about Dejontâe talking about
Aayisha.” Latisha explained.
“Huh, why the fuck did you do that for?” Taishae demanded.
“I thought it would help them to more likely find the killer.” Latisha said.
“You have messed everything up, if police know that Aayisha got anything to do with it, then she won’t say anything, or
else she might get shot!” Taishae shouted. Latisha glared at Taishae angrily “What ever Taishae!” Latisha yelled and
walked out of Taishae’s house without looking back; Latisha walks down the street trying to wipe away tears and goes
down the street.
(Fades to black and says week after Dejontâe’s funeral and sad music plays.)

Scene 7: Paris’s and Aayisha’s talk

“You what!” Aayisha yelled confused.
“I was like that too, but Dominique told me I should go along with her using our names.” Paris tried to sound
convincing.
“I can’t believe that bitch set us up, what is she playing at?” Aayisha continued to yell angrily.
“Don’t call her a bitch; before I’ll make you, your own funeral, you just got to do what she says. And we should get
through this then.” Paris explained.
“Why do I have to be dragged into this shit then?” Aayisha questioned.
“I don’t know Aayisha.” Paris tried to hold back any tears as she understood how Aayisha was feeling.
“So what’s the plan then?” Aayisha asked unimpressed with the situation Paris smiled softly.
“We’re going to have to go to Dejontâe’s funeral and make it out as if we were good friends of Dejontâe’s.” Paris
explained.
“I hardly knew that boy, I only know him as Taishae’s brother.” Aayisha said slightly confused
“I can get information from different people and I can even ask Dominique if she can give us any information on him.”
Paris continued to explain.
“Why are you suggesting her when she was the one who got us in this mess.” Aayisha scowled.
“You know why I am, and she is helping us get out of the mess.” Paris said.
“Oh okay but this plan better work because I refuse to go to jail for her.” Aayisha complained.
“Yeah yeah it will don’t worry.” Paris reassured.

Scene 8: Week after Dejontâe’s funeral

“Class dismissed,” the tutor said as the class left the room. Latisha was the last to leave the classroom and was walking
along the corridor alone, as Taishae still hadn’t come back to college since his brother’s death. Latisha was just walking
slowly and thinking, then she noticed a gang of girls whispering to each other and slightly pointing towards her. Then
Latisha muttered under her breath “T.D.B.” The group of girls walked towards Latisha, they were all staring hard at her.
Latisha’s heart was thumping vigorously, she was unsure of what they were going to do next. Paris smirked at Latisha and
boxed the books out of Latisha’s hand and they all fell to the floor thudding after one another. Latisha stared hard at Paris
and then looked to floor and picked up her books. Paris and the T.D.B started laughing, while Latisha picked up her books
and they walked off. All except Aayisha who stood there watching Latisha pick up the books, Aayisha picked up one book
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and gave it to Latisha, and Latisha smiled softly and said “Thanks.” Aayisha gave Latisha a reassuring smile.
“Aayisha what the fuck are you doing? Paris yelled. Aayisha gave Latisha a quick smile and hurried off towards the
group and left. Latisha stood up slowly and watched Aayisha leave, her face slowly turned to confusion. “Aayisha.” she
whispered trying to get the name to click properly into her mind. Latisha kept repeating ‘Aayisha’ in her head, then it was
like a penny dropped in Latisha’s head and she remembered what Dejontâe said before he died she had a clear flash back
“Aayisha and Pa…” Latisha quickly snapped out her flashback, and she bent down to pick up the rest of the books, then a
young looking half caste boy bent down to help Latisha.
“Thanks.” Latisha said as she looked up at the boy. The boy studied Latisha for a moment.
“You’re that girl that Taishae had a crush on innit? I‘ve seen what them girls done to you, well what Paris did to you... If
I was you I would just stay away from them.” the boy warned.
“I don’t start trouble it comes to me okay.” Latisha quickly snapped.
“Nah I’m just saying, and there is no need to have a go at me, I’m Omari by the way, the only reason Paris is gwarning
like that is because she knows Taishae liked you before, she’s just jealous even though she’s checking Taishae now.”
Omari explained. Latisha looked hurt momentarily.
“When did they start seeing each other then?” Latisha asked trying to put on a brave face.
“Since the funeral, she was basically Taishae’s shoulder to cry on, to be fair I think she took advantage of Taishae at his
weakest point.” Omari told Latisha.
“Okay,” Latisha stared softly at Omari and she looked to the floor, she couldn’t say anything more, it was a lot to take in
for one day. Omari saw Latisha’s face expression turn slightly upset. He grabbed hold of her hand so she would look him
in the face.
“Where are you going now then?” Omari questioned.
“Home, I got a lot to think about.” she muttered slowly. Latisha tried to hold back any tears that was about to appear.
“I’ll walk you home then.” Omari smiled sweetly. And they headed out of the college and walked towards Latisha’s
house, and they began speaking about Aayisha and Paris.
While Latisha and Omari were walking to Latisha’s house, Taishae was walking up the other side of the road to head
towards Latisha’s house. Taishae was preparing how to say sorry to Latisha. He was well cleaned since the last time he
saw Latisha, his face was full of life and he was holding a bunch of flowers and a box of malteasers. He briefly looked up
the top of the road and saw two figures walking and talking and they were coming down the road. Taishae instantly
recognised the figures heading towards him, it was Omari with Latisha, Taishae’s jaw dropped in shock and confusion,
and he ran and hid behind a hedge next to Latisha’s house. And he looked over the hedge to check that his eyes weren‘t
deceiving him. As the figures got really close he knew for sure that it was Omari and Latisha, Taishae didn’t know what to
do he felt to jump out of the bushes but instead he just waited like a tiger waiting for its prey. When Latisha and Omari
finally reached Latisha’s path,
Taishae watched them carefully like a hawk, but it wasn’t clear to him, what they’re saying so he leaned a bit more into
the hedge and heard Omari saying,
“I’m here for you Latisha and I will always be here whenever you need it.” Taishae slowly clawed opened the hedge open
to see if he could see anything through the twisted branches, he watched Omari lean over to Latisha and kiss her softly on
the cheek, as soon as Omari done that it was like Taishae’s world shattered all over again, Taishae crushed the box of
chocolates and flowers in his hands tightly. The flowers tilted over in his hands and the box of malteasers started to
crumple, Taishae waited for Omari to leave Latisha, and once Omari walked back down the street and Latisha was in her
house, Taishae stood up and wiped all the dirt off his knees and began to run and run far away from the house.

Act 2: Scene 1: The meet up

Omari picked up his phone and dialled a few numbers in his phone; it only rang twice before someone answered.
“Wagwarn blud!” the voice yelled.
“Wagwarn Theo!” Omari yelled back.
“Yo hold on, let me add the others to the convo.” Theo told Omari.
“Yeah that’s criss bro.” as Omari waited for his other two bredrins to come into the conversation.
“Safe!” another boy yelled down the phone.
“You cool Adrian?” Omari asked
“Yeah I’m fine Theo just told me he is adding Daniel to the convo.” Theo said.
“Yeah he is I wonder what’s taking him so long to add him.” Omari wondered.
“Safe killers!” Daniel hyped down the line.
“What took you so long to answer?” Theo questioned.
“Oh I was chatting to some gal innit, just trying to sort out when I’m going to link her and that.” Daniel said coolly.
“Is that you though” Theo joked. All the boys laughed down the phone like a bunch of hyenas.
“Yo my boy, what are we doing today then before the party?” Theo questioned.
“We’re going to go into town for a bit, I want to look for someone.” Omari told Theo.
“Are you going to fight someone or something?” Adrian questioned suspiciously.
“Nah nah, it’s just a bit of business, I’ll explain later.”
“Ain’t Taishae coming with us then?” Daniel asked.
“Cha man! About Taishae, don’t even speak about that stupid boy, ditching us for that hoe of his.” Omari cussed down
the phone. The boys were all silent momentarily.
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“So what time are we meeting then?” Theo asked changing the subject.
“Err, soon as we are all ready to hit the road.” Omari said.
“Oh that’s cool then, I’ll call you later then blud.” Theo said.
“Bye!” they all said to each other and locked off the phone to each other.

Omari and his friends all met up on a street called Broad Street, and before they headed towards town they went to the
chip shop to get chicken and chips and they started to talk about random things.
“So why is it so important for us to go town then?” Adrian asked.
“I just want to get to know one of the girls from the True Dedicated Bitches and I know at this time there all going to be
by Mc Donald’s.” Omari explained.
“Yo them gal are lethal blud, look what that Paris done to Taishae, fucked up his head and that!” Daniel shouted as if he
was protesting. Everybody in the chip shop briefly looked at him and then continued with there business.
“It ain’t like that, I want to get to know Aayisha she knows something and I can’t find anyone else that knows anything
so the only way I can get information is through her.” Omari explained.
“And who told you she’s the only link to whatever information?” Adrian questioned.
“Someone, it’s a secret my boy, you don’t need to know everything.” Omari told Adrian. Adrian stared at Omari
expressionlessly briefly. Omari smirked slyly. After the boys eaten, they left the shop and headed into town to Mc Donald’s
“So where‘s these bitches then?” Theo asked, as they got closer to Mc Donald’s.
“I don’t know yano; they usually hang about here, looks like I got the wrong information.” Omari kissed his teeth.
“Nah nah, there they are.” Daniel said pointing over to the group of girls that were standing just outside Mc Donald’s
entrance.
“I don’t see Aayisha.” Omari began to start frowning.
“Yo I don’t know if you need glasses or something but she’s right next to Paris, you ediat” Daniel said sarcastically.
Omari looked a bit harder through the crowds of people and then noticed Aayisha, he began grinning widely.
“That gal is bum!” Omari nudged at Theo. Theo looked at Omari hard to check that Omari wasn‘t going crazy.
“Tack her then, if you think she bum.” Theo said, getting slightly fed up.
“Nah man, I don’t wanna get rejected in front of you lot and her crew, which would just shame up my reputation innit.”
Omari enlightened the group.
“Just do it man, your wasting my precious time, I could of linked next gal and come back and you still wouldn‘t of tacked
her!” Daniel said sarcastically. Omari looked at him and kissed his teeth after Daniel and began to walk over to the group
of girls.
“Omari we’re going footlocker!” Adrian yelled. Omari nodded and continued to walk towards the gang of girls.
“Yo Aayisha, come here!” Omari yelled towards the group. Aayisha looked up slightly stunned that she just got called out
of the group. Paris stared at Aayisha hard looking slightly vex that Omari didn’t call her. Aayisha walked out from the
group and walked towards Omari.
”Err, I’ve seen you about and that and I would like your number if that’s alright so we can link, that‘s if your cool with
that.” Omari slightly stuttered his words.
“Yeah that’s cool.” Aayisha smiled at Omari. He pulled out his phone and Aayisha dialled in her number.
“So…?” Omari was just going to ask Aayisha something but then got interrupted.
“Hey Omari!” Paris said in her high pitch girly tone. Aayisha glared at Paris then cut her eye and kissed her teeth. Paris
gave Aayisha a fixed stare.
“Who the hell do you think you’re kissing your teeth after? I‘m only saying hey to Omari” Paris said in her high girly
tone. Aayisha stood there in silence and just looked ahead without saying anything. Paris strutted off wiggling her hips
side to side. Then muttered,
“Fucking hoe.” Aayisha turned round sharply to Paris.
“What the fuck did you just say you scrawny bitch!” Aayisha demanded. Aayisha was about to run to grab Paris by her
hair but she felt restricted as Omari grabbed hold of her tightly, and pulled her away from Paris.
“Calm down girl, come with me!” Omari said trying to calm Aayisha down. After Aayisha finally calmed down she
walked with Omari to footlocker.
When Paris walked back to her True Dedicated Bitches crew they were telling her how Aayisha was going to pull out her
hair.
“If she carries on, she might have to get dealt with.” Paris mumbled slowly smirking to herself.

“Ignore that stupid bitch” Daniel told Aayisha after her and Omari explained the story.
“I know what will cheer you up; do you wanna come to a Rave?” Theo asked.
“Yeah yeah, okay then what is it called then?” Aayisha questioned.
“Shock Vibe” Theo told her. Aayisha stared hard at Theo.
“T.D.B are going, I was going to go with them .to do a dance off against some unknown rivals” Aayisha explained. Theo
looked at the other boys and they were all thinking briefly.
“Really, we were meant to go against you lot, this is a joke isn’t it?” Adrian laughed.
“You’re lying, I didn’t know you lot were entered for the dance battle.” Aayisha said, in dismay.
“We didn’t know that we were meant to go against T.D.B in the competition.” Daniel said. “I didn’t even know you lot
entered.” he continued.
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“Well durr, Sherlock, it’s a secret.” Aayisha said sarcastically. Daniel glared at Aayisha hard, he never liked when people
made fun of him. He just cut his eye off Aayisha and stood in silence.
“Well anyway I’ll call my friend, I would like you to meet her, she’s really cool and that, and I’m sure you two would
really get on while me and my bredrins do the dance off.” Omari explained. Aayisha smiled at Omari.
“Okay then.” she continued to smile softly. Omari grinned at Aayisha and got his phone out and began to search in his
phone book for Latisha’s number and phoned her. A few rings later she answered.
“Hello.” she said down the phone.
“Cool boo, you wanna come to the dance Rave, Shock Vibe, there’s someone here I want you to meet.” Omari said, while
winking at Aayisha.
“Why should I come, what have you got planned?”
“Come and find out for yourself, now get ready, me and my bredrins will come and meet you later at your house and then
we will go to the Rave.” Omari explained.
“Okay then, I’m gonna go now to get ready bye.” Latisha said.
“Bye I’ll call you later.” Omari said, and then he hung up.

Act 2 Scene 2: 3 hours later

‘Bang bang!’
Omari knocked the door with his fist. He waited for a moment which felt like ages while his friends and Aayisha waited
down the bottom of the path. Finally Latisha answered the door,
“Why did you knock my door like that? There is a doorbell I suggest you use it next time.” Latisha snapped at Omari.
Omari just looked at Latisha dumbfounded because her attitude to things changed slightly, but as well she looked different,
at that moment he could see why Taishae liked her before.
“Well sorry, next time I will kick down your door.” Omari joked sarcastically. Latisha’s slight vexation turned to a small
gentle smile.
“Yeah if you did that, I would have to push your big head through the letterbox.” she joked back. Omari began to laugh
and watched Latisha shut the door behind her as she was leaving her house.
“So where’s this person I’m meant to be meeting then?” she asked curiously. Omari pointed over to Aayisha who gave an
unsure smile towards Latisha.
“Hmm, okay, hello.” Latisha said slightly studying Aayisha.
“Hey, Err I’m sorry about the books and that, Paris can be such a bitch.” Aayisha explained.
“Hmm, well you hang round with her.”
“Not any more she doesn’t.” Daniel intruded into the conversation. Aayisha and Latisha both looked at Daniel, Daniels
eyes darted to both of them.
“Sorry, I thought everyone was included in this conversation.” Daniel said slightly feeling small. Latisha and Aayisha
stopped glaring at Daniel and continued with their interrupted conversation.
“So why don’t you hang with her any more?” Latisha asked, while everyone began walking towards the party.
“She’s always in my business, always getting me into trouble and when I was with her she wouldn’t let me be friends
with anyone she didn’t like.” Aayisha explained.
“But why doesn’t she like me?” Latisha pretended not to know.
“Oh, because Taishae likes you.” Aayisha told her.
“Huh? Hold on I thought he stopped liking me when he got with Paris.” Latisha said slightly confused.
“As if, you can tell that boy is still crazy about you, he always talks about you, even when he’s with Paris, he’s always
mentioning your name not a bad word about you.” Aayisha explained.
“Oh my, to be honest I never even knew he liked me, and after Dejontâe died he never spoke to me again, I still see him
around but he just looks ahead.” Latisha told Aayisha. But Aayisha looked slightly ashamed when Latisha mentioned
Dejontâe’s death.
“Well I don’t know whether to tell you this but Taishae went to your house like the other day or something and
apparently you was kissing Omari, Taishae told his friend in my Media class and I kind of over heard it” Aayisha said
looking to the floor slightly.
“You what! Omari kissed me on the cheek it was only a friendly kiss, nothing more!” Latisha began to cuss.
“The thing is Taishae brought you gifts to give you so he could apologize about some argument you two must have had.”
Aayisha carried on. Latisha sighed softly.
“I think I should say sorry to him.” Latisha said continuing to sigh. Aayisha put her arm round Latisha and gave her a
comforting hug.
When the group finally reached the party they were in a queue just talking about random things. As Aayisha and Latisha
were getting along and talking, Taishae, Paris and the T.D.B came walking past. Paris stared at Aayisha and began
whispering to one of the girls in the crew and they began to whisper to the rest of the group as Paris walked over to
Aayisha and Latisha.
“Oh I see you’re proving what you are!” Paris said sarcastically in her high pitch voice towards Aayisha. The True
Dedicated Bitches all smiled. And they all chorused “Durtz!” and began to laugh like hyenas. Aayisha felt her hands
clenching tightly but Omari held her arm firmly.
“Leave her Paris.” Omari warned. Paris smirked eerily.
“Anyway let’s get this party started!” she shouted as if it was her party, and walked off with her crew and Taishae, and
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entered the building. When Latisha, Aayisha, Omari, Theo, Adrian and Daniel finally got into the party it was live, and
the throbbing fusion of Bashment vibrated across the floor. They all walked over to a boy called Damien who arranged the
Dance Bash and was standing next to the refreshment bar, watching everybody dancing.
“Wagwarn Damien!” Theo yelled over the music. Damien turned to look at the person who said his name.
“Safe blud.” Damien touched his fist with Theo. And he nodded at everybody else there.
“You ready for your dance battle I’ll get the DJ set up for the tunes and meet me down the middle of the dance floor in
ten minutes.” he explained to Theo.
“Okay cool, I’ll speak to you later then.” Theo said and touched Damien’s fist with his again and then Damien left the
refreshment bar.
“Do you want a drink?” Omari asked Latisha and Aayisha. The girls thought for a moment.
“Yeah!” they shouted over the music together. Omari nodded and leaned over the refreshment bar and ordered two coca
colas and gave the man the exact money. The waiter behind the bar poured out the drinks, from the glass bottle into plastic
cups and passed the drinks to Omari.
“Here you go ladies.” he smiled. The girls smiled back at Omari and took the drinks off him and began sipping at it.
“Shall we move down onto the dance floor?” Adrian asked over the Bashment music. Omari nodded to show his
approval. They all moved slowly down to the dance floor trying to avoid being trampled. And Omari grabbed Aayisha by
her arm and pulled her towards him and began dancing in front of her while grinning at her. Aayisha began to laugh and
started dancing with Omari, Latisha stood still, and she didn’t know what to do with herself, so she began to sway side to
side flaying her arms like tree branches in a breeze. All of a sudden she felt someone tap her on her shoulder. Latisha
quickly turned to the person behind her.
“You look like a right idiot dancing by yourself.” Paris giggled, while the rest of the crew started to copy her giggle
behind her like parrots. Latisha stood still and was unsure what to do with herself. Theo who was talking to Adrian
noticed Latisha’s predicament paused his conversation and walked over to where Latisha was.
“Latisha, dance with me, and I won‘t take no for an answer” Theo yelled over the music… Latisha grinned at Theo and
before she danced with him; she turned round to Paris and gave a wide false grin.
“That fucking bitch, I will do her something by the end of tonight, trust me on that.” Paris stated to her crew. Taishae
who was also with them looked down to his feet in wonderment to question himself ‘Why did he ditch his friends and
Latisha for Paris.’

“Everyone gather round the middle of the dance floor, the dance battle will begin, on the right side it’s the True
Dedicated Bitches, with Paris, Rebecca, Siobhan, Tia and Christine. And on the left side of the dance floor is Fusion with
Omari, Theo, Daniel and Adrian, both dance crews have 30 seconds each, you both will do it three times.” Damien said
through his microphone on the DJ stand, everybody cheered loudly when Fusion name was called out. Paris cut her eye off
the crowd and glared into Omari’s face. Damien walked from the DJ stand with the microphone onto the dance floor and
put the microphone into Paris’s face.
“Anything you got to say to that?” Damien asked, as his grin began to widen.
“Yeah me and my crew are going to mash you up Fusion; you’re not even going to wanna dance again when we finished
with you.” Paris spat the words out with distaste; Damien furrowed his eyebrow slightly at Paris and moved to the other
side to Omari’s crew.
“What have you got to say to that Fusion, Damien asked hoping they would say something better.
“Girl, shut your stinking mouth, were going to murk you, and you will never wanna show your face again pon road
again, when we have mashed you up” Omari spat back. The crowed began shouting excitedly at Omari’s words. Damien
grinned at Omari for not saying something stupid.
“Let the Dance Rave begin!” Damien shouted into the microphone so then it began to make the stereo system vibrate the
floor slightly. The DJ began to spin at his turn tables and the Bashment music played most people in the crowd was
chanting ‘Go Fusion, go fusion, go fusion.”
True Dedicated Bitches was first and it was going alright for them for there first 30 seconds. Then Fusion came up and
Omari was body popping while the others were doing some type of freestyle, and the crowd encouraged them with louder
chanting. But on the second round for True Dedicated Bitches the dance fell apart because they were missing Aayisha. The
girls tried to lift and flip Paris and one of the girls lost grip and they all fell to the floor. They all of a sudden looked
around the dance floor unsure of what to do next. The crowds chanting died down to complete silence but the DJ kept
playing the music unaware of the stillness of the party. All of a sudden, “HAHA, HAHA, HAHA!” Aayisha and Latisha
began to laugh in hysterics keeling over. Everybody looked at them briefly and some people in the crowd broke out into
smiles and then began laughing as well. People started to point and laugh at the T.D.B crew. Some people in the crowds
mostly the boys began to chant “Shame on you!” Even Fusion started keeling over each other laughing at Paris and her
crew. Paris didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, she just wanted the world to swallow her whole. The DJ finally noticed
that no one was dancing and paused the music
“This ain’t fair, we didn’t have time to practice, and one of the members quit last minute!” Paris stated in her squeamish
girly tone, while getting herself up from the floor. Aayisha’s eyes began to dart from different people to check no one was
looking at her and noticing she was the one that quit. Damien quickly walked over and whispered something to Omari,
and Omari nodded his head for agreement to something then Damien walked over to Paris.
“You’re right this ain’t right, you know what I’ll do?” Damien rhetorically asked Pairs.
“No, but I got a feeling you’re going to tell me.” Paris said sulkily
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“It’s Omari’s birthday next week, and it shall be held at the Urban Undergrounds. I’m giving you a week to practice you
can add new members if you want and it’s a dance battle, first part of the dance battle you will have a one minute routine
then the second part of the battle is free styling, so both you and Street Breakers will show the crowd what you’ve got!”
Damien announced on the microphone. The crowd began to shout wildly.
“So are you dancing crews ready for your re-match next week?” Damien questioned loudly. Damien put the microphone
to Paris’s mouth.
“Yeah.” she muttered into the microphone. Then Damien moved back towards Omari.
“What about you?” Damien questioned briefly.
“We thrashed them once, it would be easy to murk them again so you know, and plus we’ll be better then before.” Omari
said proudly.
“Okay then, everybody begin with your rave because this battle is finished till next week at the Urban Undergrounds.”
Damien repeated just in case anyone didn’t hear him the first time. Everyone split up to continue dancing. Paris, Taishae
and the T.D.B walked up to the toilets.
“I’m going to freshen up babes.” Paris said to Taishae and kissed him on his lips gently. “Come on girls we’ll sort our
ladies business inside while my man waits.” she smiled at Taishae and then went to the toilets.
Taishae looked around the party and saw Latisha looking at him. She smiled softly towards him and waved. He waved
back and was unsure whether to walk over to her or wait for Paris. He thought briefly, and began to walk over to Latisha.

“Hey, how are you?” he asked, when he got to Latisha.

“I’m fine, how are you?” Latisha asked back.
“I could be better, so how’s your man?” Taishae questioned, Latisha’s soft looking face turned to anger.
“I’m not checking Omari if that’s what you think. Don’t jump to conclusions Taishae!” Latisha yelled at Taishae. He
stood still in shock of her reaction and then he looked down to his feet and looked her in the eyes and put the puppy dog
face on. Her anger faded away and she stared at him which felt like forever.
“I was just asking generally if you had a man.” Taishae said, trying not to upset Latisha again.
“Oh well, I haven’t.” She told him.
Taishae leaned towards her and kissed her on her lips gently. It was brief but enough so she would get his point.
“Sorry, I finally realised I’m in love with you, I can’t stop thinking about you, and I want you as my girl.” Taishae
whispered into Latisha’s ear softly, as Latisha strained to listen over the music. Latisha pulled away.
“I don’t know how I feel about you Taishae, I’m so confused, and I don’t even understand why you’re with Paris.” She
told Taishae. Taishae looked at Latisha long enough to have clear eye contact.
“I only got with her because she was like nice when I first met her at Dejontâe‘s funeral, she was just comfort and it kind
of got out of hand, Latisha I’ve lost my bredrins, I’ve lost peoples respect, I don’t want to go on losing you.” Taishae held
Latisha’s hand tightly and kept looking into her eyes and staring at her beauty which he wish he hadn’t lost in the first
place. She turned away not looking into his face any longer and trying to hold back any tears which was to come trickling
down her face.
“Why was she at Dejontâe’s funeral?”
“She said she was a good friend of Dejontâe.” Taishae explained. Latisha thought trying to trigger something off in her
head.
“Don’t you find it odd, that just before Dejontâe died he mentioned Aayisha who was one of Paris’s best friends, was
Aayisha at the funeral?” Latisha questioned suspiciously.
“Yeah yeah, she was, if you‘re wondering I did ask Aayisha about what Dejontâe was saying but she kept saying he was
good friend of Paris and her.” Taishae clarified, then like shot of a bullet the penny dropped into Latisha‘s head.
“Before Dejontâe died he tried to mention someone else, if I have calculated right in my head it should be Paris.”
“Why do you think that?” Taishae asked confused.
“Because Dejontâe said Aayisha and Pa…”
“Paris.” Taishae said finishing Aayisha’s sentence. Latisha looked into Taishae’s face and saw the anger in his eyes.
“How could I be so stupid?” Taishae continued. Latisha held Taishae’s hand for support, he pulled Latisha close to him
using the hand she was holding and kissed her again. Latisha pulled back quickly.
“Taishae, I like you, but you’re still seeing Paris, I can‘t risk being with you.” Latisha stated harshly to make things
clear to him; she pulled her hand away and began looking everywhere else to avoid eye contact.
“I will finish with Paris as soon as I can, just give me time.” Taishae explained. Latisha nodded just then Aayisha
appeared.
“Are you okay Latisha?” Aayisha asked slightly concerned. Latisha nodded and asked Aayisha to her give her a few
minutes, Aayisha just smiled and walked back over to Omari.
“I’ll leave you to carry on your raving, and me and you are going to sort out everything don‘t worry” Taishae said, and he
pulled her towards him again and gave her a huge comforting hug.

Just then Paris and the T.D.B came through the door returning from the toilets.
“Where’s Taishae?” Paris asked hoping she would get an answer.
“How would we know we were with you?” Tia explained without being sarcastic.
“Who the hell you are talking to, someone was meant to stay out with Taishae to keep him company.” Paris told them.
“No, you told us to come with you.” Tia explained. Paris turned around sharply, and boxed Tia in the mouth, Siobhan
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quickly grabbed Tia so she didn’t fall.

“Don’t speak to me like I’m dumb before I lick off your head, silly bitch.” Paris scowled. Tia touched her mouth and felt
blood discharging out her fresh wound. Siobhan held Tia tightly, so she didn’t do anything stupid.
“We’ll look for him.” Siobhan told Paris.
“No you won’t I’ll look for him, you all are useless and pathetic.” Paris spat. Paris stormed off leaving her crew members
to stand by the toilets. Paris only had to walk a bit and she noticed Taishae’s t-shirt.
She walked up behind to sneakily surprise him. Not knowing he was with someone, well not knowing he was even
hugging someone. Paris placed her hands over his eyes so he didn’t know who it was.
“Guess who boo?” She said trying to change her accent to a lower voice, so he didn’t recognise it. Taishae jumped and let
go of Latisha and turned round so he could see who it was without guessing.
“Err, hey boo.” Taishae said nervously and began to get agitated. Paris noticed Taishae’s agitation and then noticed
Latisha in front of him.
“Why are you with that?” Paris questioned with distaste to her voice.
“I’m going now Taishae bye.” Latisha said quickly walking off to any avoid trouble. Paris quickly looked at Taishae who
looked awkward and distant and she ran and grabbed Latisha by her hair.
“Keep away from my man you dirty sket.” Paris yelled and kneed Latisha in her stomach enough to wind her and make
her keel over to the floor in knots. The bouncers came to see what the trouble was and began to drag Paris off Latisha.
Paris began kicking and screaming legs and arms flaying about everywhere.
“What the fuck are you doing with her?” Paris demanded, while she was getting dragged back. Taishae shrugged his
shoulders unsure what to say. Paris’s temper rose and she quickly squirmed out of the grip of the bouncers slapped Taishae
in the face with such a force that his face began to bruise quickly.
“I hate you Taishae Daniels! And that scheming bitch of yours, she needs to watch herself, because this ain‘t over!”
Paris screamed as the bouncers grabbed Paris again this time tighter so she couldn’t get out of there grip and they escorted
her out of the party, while everyone stopped dancing and began crowding round Latisha to see what was going on. Taishae
stood still dumbfounded at what just happened and began to chase after Paris. Taishae left Aayisha and Fusion, to help
comfort Latisha.

Act 2: Scene 3: Paris’s set up

Once the bouncers kicked Paris out of the Rave she got her phone out and began searching through her phonebook and
began calling Dominique. She waited for awhile before someone picked up.
“What’s up Paris?” Dominique asked as soon as she answered the phone.
“Taishae left me and went with that Latisha girl, and now that me and Aayisha are not talking to each other I feel like I
have no one.” Paris began to weep down the phone.
“What has that got to do with me sis?” Dominique said annoyed.
“I want you to do something about that Latisha girl.” Paris snarled.
“Why should I?” Dominique asked slightly confused
“I took the bait for you, so you could at least sort her out.” Paris spat in disgust
“Okay I will sort her out, but are you sure about this?” Dominique asked with uncertainty.
“Yes I am.” Paris said blankly down the phone with a straight face…
“Paris!” a familiar voice shouted towards her. Paris hung up the phone and quickly wiped away any tears still on her face
and turned round to see Taishae running up to her.
“I think we need to talk Paris.” Taishae said panting once he got to Paris.
“I know we do.” Paris said with a poker face.

Act 2 Scene 4: Next Day at Latisha’s house

The door knocked loudly and Latisha hurried down the stairs only in a towel as she just got out of the bath. “Wait a
minute!” she yelled hoping the person would give her a few minutes to come downstairs. Finally Latisha opened the door
and saw Taishae standing there slightly looking down to the floor. He had his hands behind his back and he looked
slightly upset.
“Oh, it’s you.” Latisha said with no emotion.
“Err hey, I’ve brought you something.” Taishae slightly smiled, and pulled from behind his back, some dark red velvet
roses. Latisha smiled at him to show she appreciated the thought and took the roses from him.
“Thanks.” She told him, and then shut the door in his face. Taishae looked at the door slightly confused at what just
happened. He knocked the door again. Latisha opened the door looking slightly annoyed.
“What do you want now?” she asked.
“Could I come in, so we can talk?” Taishae hesitated slightly.
“Err let me think,” she thought briefly. “We’re talking now aren’t we?” hinting back to when Taishae sarcastically said
that to her.
“I’m sorry Latisha, just give me five minutes and if you want me to go I will.” he pleaded. Latisha smiled and then it
slightly turned to a grin.
“I was only joking peanut head.” she began to laugh and dragged Taishae by the ruff of his shirt into her house.
Taishae sat on the sofa while Latisha ran back upstairs to get dressed, he waited patiently while she sorted her self out.
Once she done which felt like half an hour to Taishae, she sat beside Taishae getting herself comfortable.
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“Latisha I’m sorry about last night, I’ve finished with Paris, I love you not her.”
“Taishae, why would you get with her if you didn’t even like her?” Latisha wasn’t going to be tricked so easily.
“To be honest, when I saw Paris at Dejontâe’s funeral I was slightly shocked and she was also with Aayisha, so I thought
I would get with Paris to get to chat to Aayisha, but Paris was nearly always watching my every move.” Taishae explained.
“I get it now, so you would track the information about Dejontâe from Aayisha and when Aayisha left the T.D.B you
knew there was no chance of speaking to her, so technically you used Paris.” Latisha made clear for herself.
“Technically I didn’t use Paris, I just needed some comfort and getting information about my bro was just a bargain with
it.” Taishae grinned.
“Oh I see did you and Omari plan this by the way?” Latisha asked.
“Yeah me and the Fusion crew did but it kind of went wrong when Paris became too clingy so they basically ditched me,
how did you know anyway?” Taishae furrowed.
“Omari told me and actually he continued to try and help you actually and that’s why he is linking Aayisha.” Latisha
clarified.
“It makes sense now, I don’t know what I would do without you lot, I’m going to call Omari and tell him I’m sorry for
being a prick.” Taishae explained.
“Why don’t you come with me, because I’m going to youth club to dance with them and you can say sorry to Omari
then.” Latisha suggested. Taishae nodded then slowly smiled and bit his lip softly and leaned towards Latisha and kissed
her on her lips gently and pulled back. Latisha’s heart began thumping vigorously.
“Sorry I couldn’t help myself.” Taishae laughed, you look so beautiful,” He paused momentarily. “Will you go out with
me Latisha?” Taishae asked shyly preparing for any rejection.
“Err, I’m not sure Taishae, I’m not ready for Paris to come hunt me down.” Latisha admitted trying to laugh it off.
“Okay we can link then, but it would only be you and me that knows, maybe we could tell a few close friends that’s all.”
Taishae tried convincing Latisha. Latisha looked around her room unsure of what to say so she thought silently.
“Yeah okay then Taishae but we tell only a few people that we are close to.” She said. Taishae nodded in agreement and
cuddled Latisha in his arms and then moments later it turned more passionate…

After half an hour of cuddling and kissing and more, Latisha and Taishae finally left her house and walked up towards
youth club. It was quarter to seven and they were already fifteen minutes late but they didn’t care.
“Where have you been?” Aayisha demanded.
“I was trying to find the right outfit for dance.” Latisha lied.
“Whatever I can tell by how your hair is slightly messed up what you two have been up to, what’s he doing here anyway
after he left you for that bitch.” Aayisha looked Taishae up and down then kissed her teeth.
“I already said sorry to Latisha, anyway me and that Bitch have finished so you don’t have to worry.” Taishae explained.
“Hmm, Skeen.” Aayisha said cutting the conversation short.
“Where’s Omari by the way?” Taishae asked before Aayisha turned to walk off.
“He’s in the dance hall. I’ll get him for you.” Aayisha smiled and walked off to the dance hall while Latisha kissed
Taishae quickly on the cheek and followed after Aayisha. A minute later Omari came walking from the dance room and
walked over towards Taishae.
“What do you want?” Omari asked with a slight tone of attitude.
“Sorry, I left you lot for Paris, I was just all confused and that, I won’t leave you lot for a girl again you lot are like my
brothers.” Taishae put his head down and waited for Omari’s response. Omari stared around the youth club unsure of what
to say.
“Hmm, that’s okay bro,” Omari tried to sound cool about it but he still had that hint of being slightly annoyed.
“So are we cool then?” Taishae asked. Omari smiled and nodded, they both clenched fists and touched there fist
together.
“Are you coming back to Dance in Fusion then?” Omari asked.
“Yeah if you want me to.” Taishae replied.
“I‘m fine with that, you‘re just going to have to put in extra effort.” Omari joked.
“I always do anyway.” Taishae laughed. Omari and Taishae walked into the dance hall and Theo switched on the DJ
system and started counting down for people to get ready for the beat to drop in. When everyone was dancing Taishae was
memorising the dance moves and Omari was explaining how he would fit into the dance sequence. While Taishae was
memorising the dance moves he realised that Latisha was really talented at a lot of things and he glad he had her.
“When did you realise Latisha was good enough to dance?” Taishae asked.
“That gal is multi-talented, dancing would be nothing to her, I just asked her to freestyle for the auditions and oh man,
she is so sick!” Theo stated proudly.
“Really is she that good?” Taishae asked with a hint of surprise.
“Let me demonstrate, Yo Latisha, freestyle for me!” Theo yelled over the music, Omari ran over to the DJ system and
switched the song. All of a sudden everybody backed away from Latisha, running to either sides of the dance hall. All of a
sudden when the music beat dropped Latisha started dancing in a fast pace rhythm then she whined and grinded on the
dance floor, Fusion began chanting Latisha’s name as she showed off her talented moves to the class. Once she finished
everyone applauded.
“Latisha that was great!” Taishae applauded while walking over to her.”
“Thanks.” she smiled shyly, but she had a slight glow to her face.
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“Where did you hide this talent?” Taishae rhetorically joked, when he walked over to her and he hugged her tightly.
After dance finished Taishae, Latisha, Omari and Aayisha walked along the street talking about Paris.
“So you definitely split up with Paris then?” Aayisha asked curiously.
“Yeah why ask?” Taishae questioned.
“Oh I was just wondering that’s all.” Aayisha said.
“Hmm, Skeen I suggest you wonder out my business.” Taishae snapped. Omari quickly glared at him, as Latisha stared
at Taishae in slight shock of how he quickly changed.
“What’s up with you, bro?” Omari tried to sound calm.
“Sorry but I have to speak my mind,” Taishae stated.
“So what’s on your mind then?” Aayisha asked trying not to cause an argument
“My brother that you killed is on my mind!” Taishae yelled at her. Aayisha stood still dumbfounded at what Taishae
just shouted at her.
“Are you out of your mind Taishae?” Latisha snapped.
“What the fuck is up with you, you can’t go accusing people randomly.” Omari yelled. Aayisha began bursting out into
tears, Latisha looked at Taishae infuriated at what he just said and hugged Aayisha to comfort her.
“If she was so innocent why would she be crying, she is doing that for attention.” Taishae snarled. Omari looked down
and looked back up and punched Taishae in his face. Taishae fell backwards on the floor with a look of horror on his face
at what just happened.
“Don’t you dare chat about my girl like that again, or else I’ll do worst to you.” Omari spat. Omari turned round to
check if Aayisha was okay but as he was doing that, Taishae got up slowly and charged at Omari like a rugby player and
put him to floor with such a force that Omari got the breath knocked out of him.
“What’s wrong with you?” Latisha screamed at Taishae, and turned to run home, Taishae got off Omari quickly and
chased Latisha down the road. And he left Aayisha to attend Omari’s aid.

Act 2: Scene 4: Latisha’s house

‘Thud, Thud, Thud’
“Latisha answer the door, please!” Taishae begged stepping away from the door he banged and he shouted up at the
window. Latisha opened the top window of her house,
“I am not speaking to you ever again you psycho, and you have a screw loose in your head.” she shouted back down to
him.
“Latisha I’m really sorry, it’s just that Paris told me that Aayisha was the one who killed my brother, when I was
finishing with her, that‘s why I sort of lashed out” Taishae explained..
“You know what Taishae?” Latisha said continuing to shout from her window.
“What?” Taishae questioned.
“I don’t care no more, I hate you!” and she slammed the window shut.
“Please Latisha don’t be like that, open the door!” Taishae kept shouting up at the window. “Open the fucking door are
you deaf,” then Taishae ran to the door and started kicking at it hard. Latisha swung open her window again and slightly
leaned out of her window.
“If you don’t stop kicking my door, I’ll phone the police, now leave me alone.” she screamed at Taishae, as she was
trying to wipe off the tears. Taishae paused and looked up at her, and he saw how she was frightened by the tone of her
voice. Taishae looked at the door one more time and then turned around and walked away from the house without saying a
word. Once Taishae left and Latisha was positive he wasn’t coming back she called Aayisha’s number.
“Hello.” Aayisha said.
“Hey Aayisha, we need to talk, I suggest you come to my house A.S.A.P.” Latisha said sternly.
“Okay, I’m just at Omari’s house because he really isn’t feeling well, he was proper winded, but as soon as he is settled,
I’ll be at yours.” Aayisha explained.
“Okay then, but hurry please.” Latisha slightly pleaded.
“I will bye.” Aayisha said
“Bye.” Latisha said then hung up the phone.

‘Bang bang.’
“Aayisha is that you?” Latisha asked shouting through the window once she opened it.
“Yeah yeah, why are you taking your time to answer the door.” Aayisha asked.
“Taishae has been trying to kick my door through and I’m so scared, I need company and I think we should talk.”
“Okay then, hurry up.” Aayisha said slightly panicked. Latisha rushed down her stairs and opened the door to let
Aayisha and welcomed Aayisha into the living room.
“So what’s up, what do we need to talk about then?” Aayisha questioned.
“Well when Taishae said that you killed his brother, don’t take this personally, but did you? Because before Dejontâe
died he did mention your name.” Latisha explained casually.
“I didn’t have anything to do with Dejontâe’s death!” Aayisha denied, while raising her voice.
“Why are you shouting I asked a question and if you didn’t kill him, why did he mention your name?” Latisha said
quizzically trying not to raise her voice. Aayisha stared at Latisha blankly and began to burst into tears hysterically...
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“Paris’s sister killed him okay!” Aayisha blurted then gasped as she realised what she just said.
“What!” Latisha breathed in deeply. “How do you know?” Latisha pointed her finger in Aayisha’s face like it was a
weapon.
“Paris told me and the T.D.B what she was going to do to Dejontâe … Well Dejontâe owed her some money because
like she was his dealer and he promised to pay her back but he didn’t, so like he had to pay by his life.” Aayisha
stammered. Latisha had a quick flashback to when she saw the person in a boy’s tracksuit running towards a black BMW.
She then quickly snapped back
“But I saw a boy running from the house in a tracksuit”
“That was Paris she had to disguise herself so no one could identify her.” Aayisha bowed her head down in shame. “If I
grassed on Paris or her sister, Paris said she’ll make her sister do to me what she done to Dejontâe.” Aayisha broke down
crying again. Latisha looked around unsure what to do, and then she went into her pockets and shuffled through and
pulled out her phone and began dialling three numbers.
“What are you doing?” Aayisha sniffed.
“Calling the police you am just as bad as Paris, and that girl has messed up Taishae.” Latisha said angrily. Aayisha in a
quick panic snatched Latisha’s phone out of her hand.
“What the fuck… are you mad then me and you will be lying next to Dejontâe in our own coffins.” Aayisha snapped.
“What are we going to do then?” Latisha questioned.
“Don’t worry I got a plan to catch that bitch out.” Aayisha’s teary faced turned to an eerie grin.

Act 2: Scene 5: Day before Urban Undergrounds

“Latisha you haven’t spoken to me the same way since I snapped at Aayisha, and I have said sorry so many times.”
Taishae said to Latisha, while they were sitting in her house.
“Nothing Taishae, I ain’t been feeling well for the past few days.” Latisha slightly muttered.
“Why not, have you caught a bug or something?” Taishae asked while feeling Latisha’s forehead to check if she had a
temperature.
“Get off me Taishae!” Latish snapped while taking Taishae’s hand off her head.
“What the fuck is a matter? I‘m only want to know if you‘re alright!” Taishae snapped back. Latisha looked at Taishae
angrily and quickly looked away hiding the tears that were beginning to trickle down her face.
“Come on Latisha what’s up; just tell me, I’m here for you.” Taishae said calmly so he didn’t upset her again.
“I’m pregnant!” Latisha yelled at Taishae.
“How the fuck did that happen, I’m sure we were protected.” Taishae shrieked in dismay.
“Well it is possible, the only person I’ve been with is you, I ain’t them
dutty hoes yano.” Latisha scowled. Taishae put his head in his hands with questions buzzing round his head. “I suggest
you leave my yard if your going to act like this.” Latisha told him. Taishae looked at Latisha and smiled softly, and began
to chuckle to himself.
“What’s so funny Taishae?” Latisha questioned, not amused as she felt there was no joke to the situation. Taishae took
hold of Latisha’s hand gently and smiled at her again.
“I’m happy, me, you and the baby, it’s a new clean slate for us, and I can‘t wait for him or her to be born.” Taishae
explained. Latisha smiled widely at Taishae and got up slowly.
“I love you Taishae Daniels.” Latisha said and leaned over to Taishae and kissed him.
“I love you too Latisha Lewis.” and he pulled her on top of him and started kissing and cuddling her. “I’m going to be
here for you no matter what, and I’m going to be here for the baby too.”

Act 2: Scene 6: Urban Undergrounds (The final)

“Latisha I don’t think it’s a good idea for you to continue to dance when your pregnant.” Taishae whispered slightly
worried.
“Taishae I’ll be fine, this will be the last time I dance now, I want to enjoy myself hun.” Latisha replied to Taishae’s
anxiety. Taishae nodded and agreed and hugged her tight.
“Yes yes people, we are all here again but this time for Omari’s birthday,” Damien shouted as the crowd was shouting
and began screaming for Omari. “We have the re- match of T.D.B versus Fusion at the Urban Undergrounds, hopefully
T.D.B have practiced a little more and have the right amount of people to complete there dance routine.” Damien stated
sarcastically while the True Dedicated Bitches stood slightly embarrassed but looked at Damien vexed. “ As I said before
both dance crews have 30 seconds each, you both will do it three times and whoever wins this gets an Urban
Undergrounds dance Trophy. So let me introduce you to Fusion with Omari, Daniel, Theo, Aayisha and Latisha, and let
me now introduce you to the T.D.B with Paris, Rebecca, Siobhan, Tia and Dominique.” Damien introduced. The crowd
was roaring loudly at Fusion and the True Dedicated Bitches. “Let the dance battle begin, DJ spin them tables.” Damien
yelled down the microphone.

The DJ nodded at Damien and began spinning his turn tables and began playing the music and let the music vibrate
through the room. Fusion started first and they were doing very well with no mistakes they were working well as a team
and some of them back flipped or started krumping and., after there 30 seconds was up, Paris, Dominique and the rest of
the True Dedicated Bitches began there dance routine, they were working as a good team and Dominique and Paris were
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crip walking and dancing in slow motion while wearing there white masks and black ties. And body popping like robots.
After the three rounds were up the DJ stopped spinning his turntables and the crowd chanting for the two dance crews
died down slightly. Damien walked between the two dance crews with the microphone in his hand and put it to his
mouth closely .
“Well, well, well, this has been a very exciting dance battle, anyway I want the crowd to do me favour, if you want T.D.B
to win scream hey! But if you want Fusion to win roar loudly. So now decide who you want to win now!”
The crowd had a mixture of roars and screams of hey in the club. Damien looked at the two dance groups and walked by
the DJ stand and picked up the Urban Undergrounds Trophy.
“You know what I don't actually think I heard clearly do it again but louder!” Damien shouted down the microphone.
Again their was a mixture of roars and screams but the roars seemed to start drowning the screams out. Damien grinned
widely and put the trophy up.
“The winner is...” Damien paused for a brief second and looked around the room with different faces. “Fusion!” he
yelled while pointing the trophy towards Fusion. Everybody in Fusion started jumping around madly in the air like a
bunch of kangaroos. The crowd began chanting Fusion loudly, while Fusion collected their trophy from Damien.
“Congratulations Fusion and sorry T.D.B but better luck next time but don't worry you do go home with Urban
Undergrounds t-shirts.” Damien said with a huge grin on his face. T.D.B gave Damien a long blank stare trying not to
show how annoyed they were.
“Anyway Happy Birthday Omari, your turning big man now, have you got anything to say?” Damien questioned.
“Yeah I do actually, this is the best birthday ever I got my beautiful wifey Aayisha and we've won this dance competition
so that's a big bonus, and thanks I'm just over the moon.” Omari said panting and sweating over the microphone.
“Well Omari we have another special surprise for you boy, someone is going to sing happy birthday to you now, can you
guess who?” Damien asked grinning widely. Omari looked back and the dance group and they just smiled widely at him.
“Who?” Omari asked raising his eyebrow. Aayisha moved from the Fusion group and walked to Damien and took the
microphone from his hand.
“I' ll be singing your birthday song.” Aayisha said beaming widely at Omari. Omari grinned back at her. Aayisha nodded
and the DJ and he began spinning the turntables and the Happy Birthday tune played.
“Happy Birthday to you,
Happy Birthday to you
Happy Birthday to Omari my baby
Happy Birthday to you.” Aayisha sang while beckoning Omari to go over to her. The crowd applauded while Omari
walked over to Aayisha and kissed her in front of everybody. And the crowd began to start cooing at the kiss. Damien
removed the microphone from Aayisha's hand.
“Get a room you two.” He joked. While Omari and Aayisha was smiling and laughing at the little humour.
“Anyway let's start raving everybody. DJ spin them decks!” The DJ covered one headphone over his ear and nodded at
Damien then began playing at the turntables. The DJ played loud bashment music which vibrated across the room and
everyone was either dancing or freshening up.

Latisha was walking through the crowd looking lost until someone grabbed her sharply behind her in the crowd.
Latisha let out a quick scream and turned to realise it was Taishae.
“Sorry babes you know I don't want to get close to Omari and ruin his day but I'm glad Fusion won.” Taishae smiled
grabbing Latisha round the waist slowly.
“Thanks boo I thought T.D.B was going to win for a moment.” Latisha slightly chuckled. “Taishae?.. Could you do me a
favour go get me a orange juice please I feel slightly sick and plus I keep having a craving for it.”
“Yeah I will, are you feeling alright though?.. I don't want you being sick on the middle of the dance floor.” Taishae
slightly joked.
“I will be fine and if anything I'll be running to the ladies room if that was to happen.” Latisha replied and kissed
Taishae on the cheek to say it was alright for him to leave her alone for a bit. While Taishae was at the bar Latisha decided
to look for Omari and talk to him about Taishae.

“When did you learn to sing like that?” Omari asked Aayisha while she was grinding and whining on him.
“Babes I could always sing you just have never gave me a reason to sing in front of you.” Aayisha replied back.
“So do you have any more hidden talents then?” Omari questioned with a slight hint to something. Aayisha just began
laughing and turned round to Omari and kissed him on his lips. Aayisha pulled back for a second.
“You would have to wait and see for that Omari.” She finally replied.
“Ooooooooo.” Omari grinned and held Aayisha's chin and looked her in her eyes.” Your so sexy.” And began to kiss her
again. A few seconds later Omari felt a small tap on his shoulder.
“Sorry to bother you two lovers but could I have a word with Omari please?” Latisha asked hoping she wasn't
interrupting anything.
“Yeah sure you can.” Aayisha smiled and nodded just in case Latisha didn't hear.
“Okay then, Omari can we go somewhere it a bit more quieter please?” Latisha asked.
“Okay Latisha let's go by the doors.” Omari said shouting through the music. Latisha and Omari walked near by the
exit.
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“What's up Tish?Omari asked shortening her name to show how close they were.
“Omari I want you to speak to Taishae again.” Latisha said.
“Why should I?.. He was rude to my girlfriend, attacked me and wouldn't even listen to you, and your his wifey, that boy
has a screw loose.” Omari stated.
“Omari he is a changed man, things have been happening and like now he is a changed man.” Latisha said trying to
persuade Omari.
“What things have been happening Tish?” Omari questioned raising his eyebrow.
“Well I was going to tell you later on tonight as you am like a brother to me, but I wanted this sorted and I wanted
Aayisha their then when I did tell you.” Latisha said looking down to the floor.
“Tell me now Latisha.” Omari demanded.
“I'm pregnant and Taishae the father obviously.” Latisha explained and began to cry, Omari's jaw dropped in shock and
he pulled Latisha close to him and hugged her tightly.
“That would change a man with them type of news, you know what for you Latisha I'm giving Taishae one more chance
and that's it okay.” Omari stated. Latisha nodded and smiled and gave Omari a big hug.
“I love you so much Omari you're always there for me and have never let me down. Thank you.” Latisha said trying to
wipe her tears from her face.
“Yeah Tish love you too, you do know if you was my real sis I would of box Taishae instead of being his friend.” Omari
joked.
“Yeah I do.” Latisha giggled. “Anyway I got to get back to Taishae and I'll let you get back to Aayisha but I'll tell her
tonight so don't spoil anything.” Latisha told Omari. Omari nodded at Latisha and began to go back through the crowd of
people blending in.

Aayisha was dancing and jumping about by herself to some speed garage track that the DJ was playing, waiting for
Omari to come back, as she was dancing, she decided to stop briefly to catch her breath and wipe the sweat from her head.
Then all of a sudden she could feel someone breathing on her neck, she didn't know if someone was trying to catch their
breath or she hallucinating from all that jumping up and down but the hairs on the back of her neck began to stand
up. Then she felt someone's breath on her neck but they were speaking.
“Watch me and you bitch.” the voice says. Aayisha turned round and saw nobody out of the ordinary that had just said
that phrase the crowd was dancing as normal. Aayisha's heart started to thump vigorously. All of a sudden someone
grabbed at Aayisha's hips, Aayisha turned round sharply and punched Omari in his face.
“What the fuck is wrong with you!”Omari yelled at Aayisha covering his eye and a crowd start to form around them.
Aayisha in total shock of what just happened just stared at Omari dumbfounded. Then she snapped back into reality and
realised what she had done.
“I'm sorry Omari!” she shrieked.
“What the fuck did you do that for?” Omari snapped.
“Something happened, Omari I thought you was someone else.” Aayisha responded.
“Yo blud, what just happened?” Taishae asked pushing through the crowd.
“The mad bitch boxed me in my eye..” Omari snapped again.
“I said I was fucking sorry.” Aayisha yelled and pushed through the crowd and ran off with tears streaming down her
face.
“Shall I check on her?” Taishae asked.
“Nah, leave that bitch to whatever crack she's on, come with me I need to do something for my eye it feels like its
swelling it up.” Omari said trying to calm down.

“Oh my gawd, why did Fusion win the dance trophy they didn't even try as well as us.” Paris sulked to T.D.B as
Dominique entered the girls bathroom.
“You're still sulking man!” Dominique moaned.
“Where have you been I thought you was getting a drink, you took your time.” Paris questioned while beginning to fold
her arms.
“Had to sort out something.” Dominique replied.
“What something?” Paris asked suspiciously.
“Bitch stop asking me dumb questions.!” Dominique snarled.
“Whatever Dom, so how we going to plan this Dom.” Paris enquired.
“Just wait and see what happens sis.” Dominique answered back.
“Okay.” Paris said sarcastically raising her eyebrow. All of a sudden Aayisha burst through the ladies room door crying
and running into the toilets. Dominique grinned eerily at Paris as if to say I told you so. Paris turned to her .T.D.B crew
and hinted to them to leave the ladies room. They exited with suspicion but was happy to go so they could stop hearing
Paris whingeing and they could now begin their rave. Paris went and guarded the door so nobody could go in or exit.
Dominique knelt down to her crepz as if she was about to tie her laces, but instead she pulled up her trousers and pulled
down her knee high socks. And a pulled out a small knife which had a thick sock to cover the blade. She pulled the sock
off the blade and shoved it in her pocket and hid the knife up her sleeve.
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To Be Continued