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Chapter 16: South Crenshaw

(A/N. Question of the day. Who is your favorite person Ace is friends with?)

"Wake up," darnell said from my door.

"Its my first day isnt it?" I groaned.

"You will be fine," Darnell said sitting on the edhe of my bed.

"Dont lie," I said and pulled the blanket over my head.

"Ace, it will be good for you. You'll fit in, it's hard not to like your dumbass."

"I thought you had said alot without insulting me. I wondered where it come in at," I laughed.

"Get ready. We leaving in thirty minutes."

I put on a navy sweater and black pants. I threw on my tennis shoes and had darnell help me with the laces.

"I'm getting you velcro shoes I swear," he laughed.

South crenshaw high was half a mile away, so we just walked. Well, he pushed me lime a good friend.

"You still nervous?" He asked as we approached the school.

"Definitely."

"Let's get you checked in," he told me.

He pushed me to the office. I got my schedule, all AP classes, and we were off.

"We are in the same math and english," Darnell noticed.

"Your in AP math and english. Who woulda thunk?"

"Haha. Fuck you to," he said fake laughing.

"Theres my favorite white girl!" Cam said coming up to me.

"Hey cam!" I said smiling.

"How the back?"

"I'm out of this damn thing in two weeks, then i start a little physical therapy," I said relieved.

"You'll heal in no time," he told me.

The warning bell sounded.

"Well I have science. See you guys at lunch," I told them.

"See ya Ace," cam said.

"See ya Klutz," darnell smirked.

"Whatever, pretty boy."

I got my self to science and sat in a seat in the very back.

"What are you doing here?" The voice of diego sounded.

"Moved to Crenshaw," I simply answered.

"You trying out for concert band?" He asked.

"I may."

"Do. We need you in it," he told me.

"Nice to know you think highly of me."

"Domt get me wrong, your annoying as fuck. But you good. You have a spot in percussion," he told me.

"Aight. I'll be there."

"Alright class. We have a new student. Can you come to the front and introduce yourself."

"I'm in a wheelchair," I said trying to not go in front of the class.

"Then from your seat. Say your name, favorite color, and a hobby."

"Im Ace Adams. I guess neon blue. I play percussion," I said not looking up.

Everyone's eyes were on me and it made me uncomfortable.

"Looks like Diego has some competition, " the teacher said.

"Diego already knows I'm better him. According to our last competition, " I said with a smirk.