Crossroads

SQUAD!

I woke up to Harlem jumping over me.

"Get-Yo-Ass-Up." He said a word with every jump.

I just turned over and stared at him blankly bouncing on my bed. It was 6:30 in the morning.

"Don't look at me like that, get ready." He said flopping down in my round pink side chair.

I rolled over out of bed, "Fat self need to go on somewhere, breathing all hard." I said walking out the room towards the bathroom.

"I could never be fat!" He yelled after me.

I took a quick shower and went back to my room to get dressed. I rubbed on lotion then stepped into a pair of sweats and pulled a hoodie over my head. This bipolar weather driving me crazy. Yesterday it felt good, today it's cold, what's next? I sighed and went to the bathroom to do my hair. I put water on my wet and wavy hair then brushed it into a high bun. Well, it will look messy before they day is over. I slapped on a headband and made my way to the kitchen.

"THANK GOD ITS FRIDAY!" I shouted with my hands in they air.

"What's the move?" Harlem asked eating cereal.

"I do not know." I replied grabbing a Gatorade from the fridge.

"I'm not about to be bored this weekend." He said putting his bowl in the sink.

"Let's go to fun spot." I said putting on my shoes.

"Maaannneee" he stretched.

I grabbed my phone, charger, and a granola bar. "Let's go." I said headed out the door.

We walked down the street and the wind blew a cool breeze. I shivered as I felt chill bumps down my arms and back. I started to eat my granola bar.

We were having a regular conversation on how our weekend should go when we approached the school. There was a black escalade sitting across the street. As we passed by the window slowly rolled half way down and revealed watching eyes. I looked at Harlem as he passed me his backpack.

"You straight?" I asked him throwing one of the straps over my shoulder.

"I'm a always be straight." He laughed

"Aight." I said walking into the school.

"See you in first." He called out before the door shut all the way.

I made my way through the halls and to my first period class. I entered quietly and went straight to the back where I normally sit. I put Harlem's bag on the desk next to mine. The bell rung for class to start and the teacher got up to teach. I laid my head down on the desk and fell asleep. Someone woke me up right before the dismissal bell. When I walked out of the class room Harlem was waiting at the door. I handed him his backpack and proceeded walking to my next period class.

"Dang, you was sleeping good huh?" Harlem laughed.

I kept on rubbing my forehead because I knew I had lines on them. I just wanted to go back to sleep, it was peaceful.

I slept in the rest of my classes up until lunch. I was very well rested because during my slumbers nobody messed with me. NOBODY. It was kind of odd but then again I wasn't even mad. I walked to the cafeteria and sat at our usual table off to the side, near a wall. C.J. , Harlem, and Princeton all walked over to the table loudly cracking jokes. They were talking about Princeton's initials being P. P. He wasn't laughing though.

"That's not even funny, it get old." Princeton said sitting down.

"It's only not funny because we talking about you." Harlem said taking his seat as well.