Rise of a Gangsta Pt. 1 (Gangsta Chronicles)

The Young Starz Crew has Atlanta on lock and Crew leaders, LT and Dre, are the dons everyone looks up to. At least, that’s how it seems to their younger brother, Yan. He’s trying to walk the straight and narrow but everything changes when he’s eighteen. His brothers throw him the celebration of his life but there’s trouble on the streets. When something happens that he never expected, Yan has to make a decision about the kind of life he wants.

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EXCERPT
My name is Yan Alcindor and this is the story of my life. I’m not going to start with when I was born and all that shit but that was drama. I was a month premature and my Moms always said it was touch and go for me until life took hold and I got stronger and then they finally took me out of the incubator.
I’m not going to start with talking about my looser Daddy either. He left us when I was three. My eldest half-brother Dwayne, aka Dre, was ten and my other half-brother Elton, aka, LT, was eight. They remember him. I don’t. Moms hooked up with him after her first husband, Dre and LT’s father, Samuel Hodge, dropped dead three blocks from where they lived from a sudden massive heart attack.
Moms met Theodore Alcindor a year later and I gots to believe he exists because I’m here, aren’t I? Other than that I don’t have any evidence because he took everything he owned when they divorced and he’s never made any move to call me or get to know me or nothing. To this day, I don’t know if he’s dead or alive or even where he lives. That’s okay, though. I never needed his ass, any old way. I had Dre and LT to look out for me and they used to say I wasn’t missing nothing by not having him around. They remember the way he would beat up Moms anytime she asked a question about why he had to stay out so late. They tell me that he used to wear Brut and loved to play Marvin Gaye real loud and that he would go slamming out of the house when I started screaming because I was teething. I don’t remember nothing about him so I’m not gon start with him.
I’m going to start with the summer I turned eighteen. Who knows how my life would have turned out if it wasn’t for the things that happened to my family in the summer of 2012. That was the year Dre and LT got themselves killed, the year that made me the man I am today.