Chastity pulled back, "Howie, I can't do this. You know I can't. Look, you know I love you, just not like that."

"Sure," he said coldly as she stepped out, then he sped off.

Chastity shivered, even though it wasn't a cold night, then slowly walked inside.
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Niama woke in the morning and walked into Chastity's room to see her packing.

"Where you going?" Niama asked.

"I'm getting out of Orlando," Chastity said. She hadn't slept all night, and her eyes were swolen with tears.

"Aren't you supposed to start working on your album today?"

Chastity shook her head, "I talked to my dad. I'm going to Stanford in October - Orlando just isn't working out."

Niama became annoyed, "Now look here, I didn't house and feed you for four days so you could go back to California. You are going to call your dad and tell him to stick that scholarship up his ass cuz you're gonna sing, and the only place you're going is that new apartment cuz you're gonna make Orlando work!"

Chastity was dumb struck. She had never heard her friend so upset in her life. She couldn't do anything but take the phone and dial her parents' number.

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