A few girls smiled and winked at him. He
spoke back, and left it at that.
“You, pimp sup with you?” he asked me like he knew me for years. I slammed the locker shut, looked over my red shirt and extended my hand.
“Sup man, I’m Jabari…I don’t remember
seeing you at this school before.”
Before he could say anything I heard my
name being called.
“Hey, Jabari!” Bertha screamed from across the hallway by the cafeteria, which I never ate in.
Come to think of it I never went inside it either. He ignored my friend but I looked over his shoulder at her, nodding.
She mouthed, “Who is he? He’s fucking fine!”
“Anyways. I have a lot of friends. I never
seen you before, man,” I hinted.
“You haven’t. I just transferred down here
from Edison.” He had a deep, gravely voice.
“Oh, shit. Edison. I hate that damn
school.”
He laughed. “We all right, Niggah.”
“Ya’ll suck. Especially ya’ll sports department.”
“We’re pretty decent.”
“Yea, yea, yea.”
“Don’t be a hater Niggah.”
“Anyways what’s your name?”
“Kenny.”
“Nice to meet you. I gotta catch the bus
home so I gotta kick rocks.”
“Are you catching the school bus or the city bus?”
I felt really comfortable around him. He held on to the strap of his back pack. He studied me quietly, summing me up. He looked at me from head to toe whenever I looked away or made sure no teachers came around the corner, catching me out of class.
The coast was clear. Just a bunch of trophy cases holding dusty ass trophies.
“The school bus.”
He looked over the small index card in his
hands. Clean nails. Clean hands. Both ears
pierced. Brown eyes and a low-fade cut close to the scalp. Very masculine and cocky, like me. “I catch bus number 200.”
“Shit, dawg, that’s my bus. It’s packed, too.
My advice to you is to get there at least five
minutes before the last school bell ring releasing us from class. Or else you’ll be standing up.”
“Well we better get on now, huh Jabari?”
We looked into each other’s eyes for a brief
moment. “Yea, dawg.”
He had four gold teeth to the bottom and five gold ones to the top. He looked and smelled clean.
“Well let’s go. I’ll follow you. I don’t know
where the fuck I’m going.”
We started for the hallway leading to the
back of the school.
When we turned the corner, passing more lockers and a few students rushing out of class before the bell rung, going here, there and everywhere, my friend Tonya appeared in front of me.
She was so fine. She wore hot pink and her
pants were so tight her ass looked like a part of them and she had the biggest titties. Kenny smiled at her, staring her down.
“Where you going Jabari?” she asked, giving Kenny the evil eye. She already had a son.
I kissed her cheek. “The bus.”
Her eyes sparkled. All my friends loved me.
“Niggah, you better get on. And who is this
Niggah? I never saw him before.” She didn’t give me or him time to answer. “Are you new here? Where you from, boy?”
“Overtown. Edison High School. My name is Kenny. And yours?”
She shook his hand and said, “Tonya. Kiss
my hand boy, I don’t know where yo hand been mah Niggah.”
He kissed it.
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Sit Your Dumb A$$ Down
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