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Who's Bad- Chapter 4

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Chapter
4- Anastasia and the Boy in Black Leather





Anastasia's
P.O.V.


Some
subway stations in New York are not all glamorous and clean. The Hoyt
Schermerhorn Station in Brooklyn is kind of trashed, in my opinion.
On the middle level, which is where I went to, there was a little
pile of both old and new food wrappers beside a garbage can next to
one of the exits.


The
small white tiles on the walls and pillars, which used to be
spotless, have gathered dirt and other stains over the many years
they've been there. I still wasn't sure as to why I wanted to go
there in the first place. But something amazing or shocking was going
to happen. Crouching behind a pillar, I watched as an old man walk
down a staircase, that was on my far right, and continued his stroll.
Just then, a man wearing a familiar-looking gray tracksuit, with a
hoodie and jacket, advanced to the old man. He stopped and said
something barely audible to the elderly person. Out of the corner of
my right eye,  three guys, that looked like gang members, appeared
from behind other columns and quietly followed the old man with this
evil luster in their eyes. They were going to rob this defenseless
man!


The
man in the tracksuit noticed the three troublemakers about to mug
this innocent and elderly person and he shouted for the man to run,
his voice echoed throughout the entire level. The elder did as he was
told; when the man in the gray tracksuit whipped his head around to
see the old man moving as fast as he could, I saw the man's face.


Daryl?”
I thought. “What's
he doing here?”



Daryl then looked at the gang members just as one of
them, who had his leather baseball cap on backwards, looked ticked
off at his failed endeavor.



The African American with the leather cap demanded, at
Daryl, “Whadda doin', huh?! You ain't down this no more. You
ain't down, you ain't bad. You ain't bad!”



YOU AIN'T BAD, YOU AIN'T NOTHIN'!” Daryl
yelled at the top of his lungs; I had never heard him so angry before
in my life. “YOU AIN'T NOTHIN'!”



Without warning, these backup dancers appeared out from
behind two pillars; one of the columns was near me. While I watched
the extra company, I wasn't looking at Daryl. Spying my best friend,
I noticed that Daryl was wearing a different outfit. Now he was
wearing the black leather apparel with buckles and zippers on the
jacket, gloves, black shirt, a very abundant-looking silver belt, and
a red stripe went down both pants' legs. I also noted to myself that
his dark curly hair was two inches longer than before.


Huh?”
I thought; I started to get very
confused.
“How did he change his clothes so damn
fast?”



It seemed that the assemblage opposite of Daryl were
just bewildered as I was, but they kept their cool. After a few
seconds of silence, except for Daryl's heavy breathing, a pipe on a
tiled support that was on Daryl's left had burst, making this
powerful noise. Everyone, except me, whipped their head to the sound
explosion; Daryl was the fastest. I felt my heart pounding like a
drum in my chest. Taking deep and quiet breaths, I did my best to
control my heart rate. My palms started to get sweaty, but I didn't
mind. The three rascals were still staring at Daryl.



The leader of the gang took one step forward and
challenged, with an attitude, “So whassup?”



Daryl's eyes darted to the pillars where I was out of
sight.  Without thinking, I hid from his view in fear and heard the
sound of a whip lashing out, but missing it's target. The booming of
an electric bass in A minor, which accompanied by a dynamic tempo of
114 bpm, filled the entire level of the subway and Daryl with the
associate dancers began to dance and shout. I couldn't help but
notice that Daryl grabbed his crotch while he moved to the beat like
Michael Jackson, but it was more edgy. Finally, Daryl began to sing
and at specific parts the backup dancers echoed:





Your
butt is mine


Gonna
tell you right


Just
show your face


In
broad daylight


I'm
tellin' you


On
how I feel


Gonna
hurt your mind


Don't
shoot to kill


Cha'mone,
Cha'mone


Lay
it on me


Alright





I'm
giving you


On
count of three


To
show your stuff


Or
let it be


I'm
tellin' you


Just
watch your mouth


I
know your game


What
you're about





Well,
they say the sky's the limit


And
to to me that's really true


But
my friend, you have seen nothin'


Just
wait 'til I get through





Because
I'm bad, I'm bad- cha'mone


(Bad,
bad- really, really bad)


You
know I'm bad, I'm bad- you know it


(Bad,
bad- really, really bad)


You
know I'm bad, I'm bad- cha'mone, you know


(Bad,
bad- really, really bad)


And
the whole world has to answer right now


(And
the whole world has to answer right now)


Just
to tell you once again,


(Just
to tell you once again,)


Who's
bad?





Ho!
Woo!





The
word is out


You're
doin' wrong


Gonna
lock you up


Before
too long


Your
lyin' eyes


Gonna
tell you right


So
listen up


Don't
make a fight


Your
talk is cheap


You're
not a man


You're
throwin' stones


To
hide your hands





Well,
they say the sky's the limit


And
to me that's really true


And
my friends, you have seen nothin'


Just
wait 'til I get through





Because
I'm bad, I'm bad- cha'mone


(Bad,
bad- really, really bad)


You
know I'm bad, I'm bad- you know it


(Bad,
bad- really, really bad)


You
know I'm bad, I'm bad- you know it, you know


(Bad,
bad- really, really bad)





I'm
bad, I'm bad- you know it


(Bad,
bad- really, really bad)


You
know I'm bad, I'm bad- you know it


(Bad,
bad- really, really bad)


You
know I'm bad- you know, woo!


(Bad,
bad- really, really bad)





You
know I'm bad, I'm bad- you know it, you know


(bad,
bad- really, really bad)


And
the whole world has to answer right now


(And
the whole world has to answer right now)


Just
to tell you once again,


(Just
to tell you once again,)


Who's
bad?





Because
I'm bad, I'm bad- cha'mone


(Bad,
bad- really, really bad)


You
know I'm bad, I'm bad- you know it


(Bad,
bad- really, really bad)


You
know I'm bad, I'm bad- you know it, you know


(Bad,
bad- really, really bad)


Woo!
Woo! Woo!


(And
the whole world has to answer right now


Just
to tell you once again,)





You
know I'm bad, I'm bad- cha'mone


(Bad,
bad- really, really bad)


You
know I'm bad, I'm bad- you know it- ya know it


(Bad,
bad- really, really bad)


Ya
know, ya know, ya know, cha'mone


(Bad,
bad- really, really bad)


And
the whole world has to answer right now


(And
the whole world has to answer right now)


Just
to tell you


(Just
to tell you once again,)





You
know I'm smooth, I'm bad- you know it


(Bad,
bad- really, really bad)


Ya
know I'm bad- I'm bad, baby


(Bad,
bad- really, really bad)


Ya
know, ya know, ya know it, cha'mone


(Bad,
bad- really, really bad)


And
the whole world has to answer right now


(And
the whole world has to answer right now)


Woo!


(Just
to tell you once again,)





You
know I'm bad, I'm bad- you know it


(Bad,
bad- really, really bad)


You
know I'm bad, ya know- woo!


(Bad,
bad- really, really bad)


You
know I'm bad, I'm bad- ya know it, ya know


(Bad,
bad- really, really bad)


And
the whole world has to answer right now


(And
the whole world has to answer right now)


Just
to tell you once again,


(Just
to tell you once again,)


Who's
bad?


(Who's
bad?)



I thought he was done, but then he started to chant,
with the dancers, in front of his opponents:


Who's
bad?


(Who's
bad?)


Who's
bad?


(Who's
bad?)


Who's
bad?


(Who's
bad?)


Who's
bad?


(Who's
bad?)


Who's
bad?


(Who's
bad?)


Who's
bad?


(Who's
bad?)


Who's
bad?


(Who's
bad?)


You're
tellin' me


(You're
tellin' me)


You're
doin' wrong


(You're
doin' wrong)


Gonna
lock you up


(Gonna
lock you up)


Before
too long


(Before
too long)


You're
doin' wrong


(You're
doin' wrong)


You're
doin' wrong


(You're
doin' wrong)


You're
doin' wrong, boy


(You're
doin' wrong)


You're
doin' wrong


(You're
doin' wrong)


Who's
bad?


(Who's
bad?)


Who's
bad?


(Who's
bad?)


Who's
bad, brotha?


(Who's
bad?)


Who's
bad?


(Who's
bad?)


Ya
know


(Ya
know)


Ya
know it


(Ya
know it)


Ya
know


(Ya
know)


Ya
know it


(Ya
know it)


Hoo!


(Hoo!)


You're
doin' wrong


(You're
doin' wrong)


You're
doin' wrong


(You're
doin' wrong)


You're
doin' wrong


(You're
doin' wrong)


You're
doin' wrong


(You're
doin' wrong)


Ya
know


(Ya
know)


Ya
know it


(Ya
know it)


Ya
know


(Ya
know)


Ya
know it


(Ya
know it)


You're
doin' wrong


(You're
doin' wrong)


You're
doin' wrong


(You're
doin' wrong)


Betta
watch your mouth, boy


(Betta
watch your mouth, boy)


Betta
watch your mouth


(Betta
watch your mouth)


Your
brotha


(Your
brotha)


Yes,
your motha


(Yes,
your motha)


Yes,
your sista


(Yes,
your sista)


Ask
me


(Ask
me)


You're
doin' wrong


(You're
doin' wrong)


You're
doin' wrong


(You're
doin' wrong)


You're
doin' wrong


(You're
doin' wrong)


You're
doin' wrong


(You're
doin' wrong)


Shhhhhhhhhhhh!



Daryl pointed at the man with the black leather cap.
Suddenly, the gang member knocked Daryl's hand out of the way and
tried to grab at his archenemy. But Daryl slapped his right hand onto
his rival's upper arm and the other person did the same thing. After
a few breath-holding seconds, they let go.



So that's the way it goes down, then,”
Daryl's competitor muttered to himself, loud enough for him to hear.



Without saying another thing, the man with the black
leather cap held up his hand as if he wanted a handshake. That's what
a smiling Daryl gave him. The leader of the gang motioned for the
rest of his friends to walk away with him. I observed how the 3 men
walked away. When I looked back at Daryl, the backup dancers were
gone and he was wearing his tracksuit, lowering his hoodie.


How
does he do that?”
I
wondered.



My heart was still thumping in my rib cage. Not from
fear, however; it was from affection. I love Daryl.



Daryl then turned around and headed back to his home.
Peeking from behind the pillar, I watched him stroll. Suddenly, I
sneezed.



ACHOO!” I exclaimed, filling the level with
the sound.



Immediately, I slapped a hand onto my mouth. Daryl spun
around to see what was behind him; I hid behind the column.







Daryl's P.O.V.



Someone just sneezed. It wasn't Mini Max. A girl
sneezed. Turning around to continue my hike back to my residence, I
thought about the red hair that darted behind that tiled pillar...

YAY! I'M DONE WITH THE MUSIC VIDEO PART OF "WHO'S BAD!" :woohoo: :iconmjhappyplz: Link to original image:
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ENJOY THE DANCE-OFF!

Summary of "Who's Bad": Daryl leaves the gang he once was a part of; he'll have more than peer pressure to worry about when he gets back to Duxston after Thanksgiving Break. The relationship between this 17-year-old and his friend, Anastasia, will turn into love. Dark secrets will be revealed and everyone at Daryl's high school will be at risk. And this question still needs to be answered: Who's bad?
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