Identity

Chapter 1

"daddy no" i cried struggling in the arms of my mother as 3 cops wrestled with my father on the ground "get her the fuck out of her mina" he growled as a cop shoved his face down into the carpet "no get away from him" i screamed as loud as i could biting my moms arm making her snach her arm back releasing me as i ran over hitting and kicking the officer who was kneeling on my dad's back the cop seemed uneffected by my hits but growled in annoyance "get that brat off of me or im taking her down to the prescent" he threatened as another cop put handcuffs on his wrists "jasmine look at me" daddy growled my eyes moved down to his as they softened "calm down baby im ok" he said reassuringly as the cops lifted him to his feet pulling im outside to the cop car i watched helplessly from the porch his sad brown eyes stared at me full of regret i could never forget the look on his face the cop opened the door "daddy" i screamed runnin to him "get your kid" the cop snapped at mom "no shes alright now" dad said as i ran to him throwing my arms around him burrying my face in his stomach letting my tears soak his tshirt "just give me a sec" he said to the officers who hesitated before giving a slight nod he fell to his knees as i let him go "stop crying jaz" he ordered frowning i covered my eyes with my arm but the tears kept coming "please dont leave me daddy i want you to stay" i choked out "no tears pierce" he barked loudly making me jump i took deep breaths mentaly counting to ten to calm myself down like he taught me before lowering my arm staring into his stern face "we pierce dont cry do you hear me" he said looking into my watery eyes my breath was still shaky and uneven but i still nodded he gave me a weak smile "thats my baby" he slightly chuckled "wrap it up" one of the cops mumbled he only frowned in response "im going to be gone for a long time baby" he started off my lip quivered as my throat tightened up he gave me that 'you better not cry' look as i quickly blinked away the tears letting out a shaky breath "keep yo head up baby dont let anyone dissrespect you do you hear me" i bit my lip nodding "take care of your moms for me" he said looking behind me at mom sitting on the stairs head in her hands crying "im going to miss you like crazy jaz i love you so damn much dont ever cry again we are strong you are strong do you hear me" i hiccuped nodding "i love you too daddy" i said quietly he searched my eyes before smiling "come here baby" he said motioning with his head i hugged his neck tightly shutting my eyes he nuzzled his head against mine "love you jaz" he mumbled kissing the side of my head "alright lets go" he officer coughed as i hesitantly let him go he stood up looking away "g-goodbye daddy" i whispered taking a step back as they put him in the back of the squad car i stared helplessly as they read him his rights before getting into the car driving away i watched the blue and red lights faded down the street until they dissapeared around the corner the brisk air felt epecially colder that night

10 years later

"jazz hello" my very annoying friend said waving a hand in my face i looked over at her "sorry what" she frowned "come on jazz it's are first day in highschool arent you excited " she grinned spinning making her long curly blonde hair nearly hit me in the face she was beautiful half black half mexican her skin was a honey brown with bright brown almost golden eyes her hair was pulled up into a mid ponytail i felt like the ugly one compared to her mostly because boys usually talked to her and i was just the cool friend i gave up on wanting a boyfriend i would never be any mans second choice i rather be no choice at all i was dark brown with slanted dark brown eyes i definately got from my dad natural plump lips i was a bit short for 16 destiny had straightened my hair the day before i had it parted to the side my bang covering my right eye my hair fell down to my upper mid back my father didnt allow my mom to wear weave so didnt allow me to she said i had my great grandmas good hair natural curly "we should try out for cheerleading wouldnt that be fun get us a couple of basketball players" she giggled nudging me 'you mean you some basketball players' i thought mentally rolling my eyes we made it to the school finally walking up the stairs i'd be lying if i said i wasnt nervous especialy when we walked through the doors good thing it was the first day at school so we wouldnt be the only freshmen confused "well atleast our lockers are close together" she said slightly dissapointed we had went over our scheduals last night and realized we only had 2 out of 5 classes "ok we can skip breakfast and look for our classess" i said walking down th hall reading the locker numbers "b-but im hungry" destiny whined giving me puppy dog eyes i sghed rolling my eyes "ok fine go eat i'll put our things up" i said holding out my hand "thank you thank you thank you" she squealed kissing my cheek handing me her backpack running away dissapearing into the crowed i continued searching for my number first since mine were 126 and hers 140 i found it easily and sat the backpack down on the floor carefully putting in the number for the lock they gave me it opened it i leaned down pulling my notebook out and a pencil and pen before quickly stuffing the backpack into the small space "hey" a voice said beside me i jumped spining around startled looking at the amused guy beside me "oh my god dont do that" i said letting out a relieved breath he chuckled "my bad ma i-" i held my hand up to stop him "my name isn't ma its jasmine but everyone calls me jazz not trying to be rude or anything just dont like when people call me out of my name" i explained as he rose as eyerow at me "o well do excuse me miss jasmine how very rude of me" he said changing his voice to sound more proper forcing me to smile rolling my eyes he grinned i took the time to take in his looks he was tall i had to look up slightly at him he was cute like really cute he had brown skin dark drown eyes a girl could get lost in black short cut hair with a small patch of hair on his chin my eyes fell on his lips oh lord jesus help me "jasmine" my eye snapped up to his grinning slightly confused face "oh sorry what was it" i blinked slightly embarrassed for staring at him "i said i saw you with that mexican girl..." my smile quicky faded 'oh great another one' i folded my arms "i was wondering uh" he looked off rubbing the back of his neck i rolled my eyes leaning against my locker making it close kind of loud his eyes fell on me "let me guess you want me to ask her out for you get her number maybe put in a good word for you" i said clearly annoyed he blinked staring at me "uh no" he said simply furrowing his brow with a slight frown "i just saw her kiss you so i was making sure you werent gay before i tried to hit on you didnt mean to put you in a bad mood though" he said turning my mouth slightly dropped "w-wait a sec" i quickly blurted out as he turned to me looking slightly annoyed i sighed "sorry we are not gay shes just like my best friend sorry for snapping on you" i apologized folding my arms looking away stubbornly he stared at me a little before letting out a light chuckle "the names dion i'll be seeing you around jazz" he grinned walking off dissapearing around the corner "im so damn stupid" i muttered closing my eyes sighing turning back to the locker putting the lock back on continuing down the hall until i got to her locker i froze staring at a lock on it "fuck" i groaned "language" a teacher warned walking by i sighed slinging the bag over my shoulder looking at my schedual homeroom 204A mrs vadeal what a weird name i found the staircase fairly easy and walked all the way up to the 2nd floor i read the plates above the doors stopping at the door i pushed it open seeing an empty class well except for im guessing mrs vandeal who no homo was a very attractive woman light brown skin brown eyes hidden behind skinny rimmed glasses long straight hair red lipstick she was wearing a blouse and a waist skirt that went down to her knees she looked up and smiled "may i help you" she asked sitting a book down "im jasmine pierce just wanted to find my class" i explained she nodded "well miss pierce im mrs vandeal your homeroom teacher pleasure to meet you" she said nodding i nodded back finding a seat in the back "umm no assign seats right" i cautiously asked sitting down she looked up from her book "sweetie this is highschool you can sit wherever you want" she smiled i nodded slightly embarrassed i began writing in my notebook i found at a young age after my father was incarcerated that writing helps me escape reality one day i as going to be a famous arthur and help my mom and get us both out the ghetto maybe even hire a better lawyer for my dad i missed him everyday i can only visit like once every two weeks my mom stopped 5 years ago i took the bus by myself to see him he always made me feel better saying i dont have to end up like all these other kids out here who just want to fit in and fuck up their own lives i can be smart i can do anything i want i just have to work harder than most at my old school i was considered a nerd or teachers pet and called a white girl becuase of the way i talk i wanted to be cool i tried to change myself but my dad stopped that right away even behind that thick glass i was terrified of him and would never talk back after basically cursing me out he spoke the lecture that stayed with me all these years 'jazzy you are beautiful dont let anyone tell you different don't you ever in your life feel bad about your dark skin or kinky hair again its beautiful jazz beautiful you are an african goddess ignore these stupid muthafukas years from now you're going to be famous getting all the attention from paparatzzi and shit where do you think they will be huh thats right baby sittin on their fat asses watching you from their 1 bedroom apartment wishing they would have done the same thing you did so keep yo head up you hear me' the bell rung loudly snapping me out my mind the class soon flooded with people talking amongst thmselves finding empty seats i shifted uncomfortaly in my seat everyone was aleady getting to know eachother 'maybe i should have went to breakfast' i thought mentally sighing "ok class settle down my name is mrs vandeal your homeroom teacher" she introduced herself standing up "damn mrs vandeal fine as fuck" a guy muttered quietly to the guy beside him "hell yea you can call me mr vandeal" the other guy grinned biting his bottom lip looking her up and down the two idiots snickered bumping fist i rolled my eyes freshman and we still have little boys in our class mrs vandeal explained how we wont actually do anywork in her class think of it as a 20min studyhall which was fine with everyone we are to report to homeroom at the beginning of the day aswell as the end befor dismissal "how about we all get to kno eachother" she smiled leaning on her desk "i'd love to get to know you mrs vandeal" the second guy from early said quietly licking his lips "what did you say" she asked looking over at him "uh i said thats a good idea mrs vandeal" he quickly corrected himself making his friend snicker "i see why dont we start with you go ahead and introduce yourself" she smiled as he grinned leaning back in his seat getting relaxed "aight my name is kevin johnson im 16 live in the trout yall lookin at a future basketball all star player baby" he said with all the cockiness in the world i took a good look at him the top of his black hair was short and curly but the rest was cut into a neat fade he had light brown skin both of his ears was pierced and bright hazel eyes he was actually pretty cute "you dont look like much" a girl stated i looked over at her along with everyone else as the room filled with 'ooohs' she was cute light skin dark brown curly hair pulled into a messy bun ontop of her head and pretty light brown eyes i would say she resembled destiny but this girl was probably mixed with white "how bout you bring yo fine ass ova here and find out just how much i am" he smirked nodding down toward his crotch i narrowed my eyes as most of the guys snickered she just rolled her eyes "mr johnson language" mrs vandeal frown "im sorry carry on" he said with a sitting down bow "how about you next" she said looking at the girl as she stood up smiling "noone said stand up tho but this is a nice view too" kevins friend muttered making a few people snicker and her blush while quickly sitting down frowning "anyways my name is kayla williams i will be 16 in a week i live in main i would love to be a dancer" she giggled "stripper" kevin coughed as everyone laughed she frowned waving him off "aight ima go next the names trent johnson and naw i aint related to this nigga" he said pointing a thumb at kevin mrs vandeal sighed "language please" she said pinching the bridge of her nose "my bad well im 16 single" he smirked looking at a random girl winking "im going to be in the basketball hall of fame believe dat" he said closing his eyes nodding he had dark brown skin maybe a shade darker than me and piercing dark brown eyes he had a fade with some designs on the side "ok how about you" she said smiling sweetly at me everyone turned seeming to just now notice me "well im jasmine pierce bu-" i was rudely cut off "woa woa wait a second pierce as in K.P" kevin said frowning furrowing his brows "what the hell is K.P" trent asked as everyone turned their attention to kevin but his eyes stayed on mine "yo man yo dad was no joke on the streets man he had mad respect especially from my side of trout bang kings for life baby you his kid" he asked my face heated up with embarrassment and anger why on earth would this idiot say that i mentally sighed i guess i couldn't hide from it any longer "yes im his daughter" i responded quietly as he grinned eyes lighting up "so this K.P guy was some kind of pimp or drug dealer" kayla dumbly asked making me narrow my eyes at her "are you fucking stupid he wa-" mrs vandeal cleared her throat cutting off kevin getting everyones attention "enough about that miss pierce please continue" she said sensing my uneasiness i shook my head "thats all i guess" i shrugged "i want to go next" a thick brown skin chick possibly a shade lighter than me stepped up she had her hair pulled up with a fake long ponytail and small brown eyes and nice makeup "im tajinae im from the trout" she said making kevin smirk "rep it all day shorty" he said nodding "you already know boo" she smiled proudly i stared in disbelief what the fuck did they want to live in the trout forever did they enjoy living in this shithole you are probably confused what exactly is the trout well its the straight up ghetto home of the pimps,prostitutes,drug dealers,gangs you name it and the place where i live no i wasn't going to rep it i wanted to get out of there hearing gunshots everyday everynight is a different police raid i stopped going outside alone when i was 12 its really no joke out here i looked out the window as everyone took chances introducing themselves before the loud bell rung i got up slinging the bookbag over my shoulder walking out of class i looked down at my schedual room 101A 'damn first floor' i thought closing my eyes sighing before i could open my eyes i ran into something making me almost drop my notebook "oh sorry" i looked up and blinked "oh dion" i feel my face heat up as he smiled "hey jazzy girl didnt think i'd run into you so soon where you headed" he asked leaning over a bit too close to see my schedual "uh 101A" i said leaning back a bit not use to being so close to a guy he raised an eyebrow "A so you're a freshmen" he grinned slyly i took a step back "yea so what" i asked quietly averting my eyes to the flyier on the wall suddenly feeling self cautious under his hard stare i feel him gently cup my chin in his fingers turning my head so i could look at his face he was smirking clearly amused he took a step closer as i held my breath my body slightly trembled invoulentary 'theres no way this guy is going to kiss me' i screamed in my head in panic 'i mean yes the guy is freaking hot but come on i just met him today and for like 2 seconds does he think im some kind of whore he's got the wrong wom-' i was cut out my thoughts by him opening his mouth "you're cute jazzy girl ima' hit you up later i can feel mr finkle staring a hole into the back of my head" he chuckled freeing my chin giving me one last grin before walking around me down the hall dissapearing into a classroom i jumped hearing the warning bell and eyes widened 'that asshole' i frowned realizing hes going to make me late for class i took off running dwn the hall bursting through the starcase doors running down the flight skipping a few bursting out the door to the first floor running down the hall dodging a few people sliding to a stop infront of the door pushing the door open as the bell rung the door hit the wall loudly i flinched as everyone turned to look at me ‘damn it jazz just draw more attention to yourself’ i thought mentally facepalming myself “what the fuck yall lookin at” i hear kevin’s voice snap and just like that everyone looked away “go ahead and take a seat” the teacher sighed looking back down at a book “hey over here” kevin said nodding towards the empty seat next to him i really didn't want to sit by him but the guy just saved me from an embarrasing episode i walk towards his table suprisingly he reached over grabbing the seat pulling it out for me i hesitatedly sat down mumbling a thank you  “copy everything on the board” the teacher said with so much enthusiasm note the sarcasm i opened my notebook and began doing what he said until i felt eyes burning into the side of my head i look over at kevin who was leaning on the table staring at me i frown “what” he grinned “did your dad really take out the whole block 9” he asked i sighed “kevin was it i don't like talking about what my father did in the past” he nodded putting up his hands “aight fair enough when is he supposed to  be getting out” my shoulders slumped as i turned towards my notebook “he isn’t” i muttered “man thats rough” he frowned i looked down seeing he didn't even have his notebook out or anything for that matter “shouldn't you be taking notes” i asked looking over at him he just shrugged “i don't need to all this schooling shit don't matter once i join the nba” he smirked i rolled my eyes digging into destiny’s backpack pulling out a notebook and pen sliding it in front of him “you don't have to put up a front with me kevin its clear that you didn't bring any supplies if you don't pass all your classes with at least a c the team is not even going to let you play meaning you are not going to get the recognition to be seen by anyone to earn a scholarship” i said matter of factly turning back to my paper i could feel him staring at me but tried to ignore him and finish copying the notes on the board i glance at him seeing him also copying the notes i smiled smart choice kid the bell rung about 20 minutes later i got up turning to kevin you can keep that notebook i said picking up the bookbag walking out the classroom “hey wait up” i look over my shoulder as kevin jogged up to me “what class do you have next” he asked walking beside me “mr anderson history” he frowned “aight i’ll see you at lunch then” i shrugged as he turned down a different hall i sighed this year is going to be interesting...