Through his eyes

1

10 years later

I groaned as my alarm woke me up from my slumber. I rolled over and tipped on snooze when I felt another body next to me.

It was Will my half brother - same dad different moms. He's 8 and sometimes likes to sneak into my bed at night. The only problem, he sleeps like a starfish and likes to kick people when he sleeps - that's why I sometimes woke up on the floor.

I slowly got up and went into the bathroom.
I hate looking myself in the mirror, my brown greenish eyes, my eye bags caused of my lack of sleep and my tousled jet black hair.
I removed my boxers and took a quick shower, after that I brushed my teeth and got ready for school.

"Will" I shook him lightly after I finished dressing myself
"Wake up"
"Noooo" he groaned and turned to his side
"You have to" I said calmly
"No-uh" he mumbled
"Alright, more waffles for me" I said preparing to leave
"No! I'm up, I'm up!" Will said quickly
"Get ready" I commanded softly before walking down to our kitchen.

"Good Morning, Theo" my stomach dropped at that feminin voice
"Morning" I grumbled

I don't know if Zoe remembers what she did to me all these years ago - probably not since she was wasted whenever she did... that. But I definitely remember.

"You don't have to bring Will to school today. I will do it" she informed me taking a sip of her coffee
"K" i said nonchalant and toasted some waffles for Will - I wasn't hungry anymore.
"Good Morning Mom" Will said as he walked over to us
"Waffleeees!" He yelled in excitement as he ran towards me
"There you go buddy" I said handing him 3 waffles on a plate. He went to sit next to his mom and reached for the syrup.

•••

I have a car kind of. Mrs Jovita a lovely old black lady I'm pretty close with gifted it to me.

When I was younger I would walk 30 minutes to her house instead going to mine - she cared for me and was besides Peter my only friend. After her husband passed away she gifted his car to me, it needed some fixing but when you also work as a part time mechanic it shouldn't be too difficult.

Anyways it's a 1961 Chevrolet Impala SS in the Color black. I promised her that I would take good care of it - but for know I'm sticking with my dads old truck.
Note to myself: Visit Mrs Jovita anytime soon

•••

I sighed as I stepped out the truck
"Last year of high school; here I come" I mumbled to myself.

"Aye what's up" Peter greeted as he bumped into me.
Peter, my best friend since kindergarten - we're practically brothers from another mother. He's the only one who kind of knows about my past, not all the details but still a lot. I have always kind of envied him in good way of course.

He had it all; the money, the looks, the girls. He was considered perfect.
People always thinks that I'm the bad boy between us but that's the complete opposite. He's that blonde and blue eyed boy every girl is crushing on.

"Do you smell that?" Peter asked sniffing the air as we walked into the school, all eyes on us
"Smell what?" I asked
"Girls, Sex and more girls" he said laughing
Peter has always been like that - as soon puberty started to hit, all he could think about were girls. Consider him a manwhore- but he's still my bro tho.

"And party's" he added
"No thanks" I declined
He was about to say something but something or rather someone caught our attention.
There she was, in all her glory.
Her hair full of braided hair, smooth skin, clad in a dressed that hugged her in all the right places.

She looked stunning just like always
"Dang she got thick?" Peter said biting his lip as he stared at her. I know this look -
"Who? Imani?" I asked eyeing him
"You think I could hit" he asked me, still checking her out.

Peter doesn't know that I have a crush on Imani and I don't intend in telling him that because the last time I told him about a girl I liked, I found out that he was sleeping with her afterwards, he told me that he was wasted and all that crap.

The next time a girl showed some slight interest in me but when I asked her out she told me she was having a thing with Peter, basically whenever I was interested in someone Peter popped up and took my chances with him.
"You... you shouldn't play with girls like that" I said
"Who said that I'm playing? We're just going to have a little fun time" he said with a smug grin,
me and Imani were pretty close in elementary school but when we got into that awkward age and all these rumours about me I decided to stay away from her.

"Whatever" I grumbled and walked to my class. I took one last glance at Imani and saw her laughing with her friends