Two Worlds Same Minds

Mixture 8

Carmelo -

We arrived at school, and I was cold as walking in freezing water on a snowy day in Chicago.

Justice was shivering, and I wrapped my arm around her, because two black people create heat. Mainly, because we're cold though.

I walked into the school, and the heat hit me like getting punched in the face by my dad. I mean that's a good thing, yet a bad thing if you get what i'm saying. But apparently I was still a little cold, I don't know about Justice.

" You still cold? " I asked. " No my hair, boobs, and booty keep me warm. " She smiled. I looked at her with frowned eyebrows. I never heard Justice talk like that so it's kind of shocking.

" When did you ever become a freak? " I asked. " Everyone has it. Some people just don't show it. " She shrugged. " For example... " She said looking around. " You. " She simply said facing me. " That's a good thing right? " I asked. " Sometimes. " She said walking to her locker.

I rolled my eyes, then grabbed her hand as we walked to lunch.

" Aye wassup lovebirds! " Keyshia shouted as we sat down. I gave her a nod and sat in front of Walter as Justice sat next to Meme. " So how's it at Justice house? " Terence asked. " Her parents hate me, like i'm gum on the bottom of their freaking shoe. Her pops caught me kissing earlier before we left. " I said. " Are you serious? " Terence asked. " That's messed up, they ain't even get to know you. " Walter frowned his eyebrows with his long nails peeling an orange. " Exactly they go for my reputation, but hey it don't matter. I'm done with them, i'm about to go to Dee house. " I stated.

" But her dad not even her brother or mama caught you. It had to be the dad? " Terence asked wide-eyed. " It had to be the dad. " I shrugged. " Things might get better, just gotta wait. " Walter said. " I'll try, but I don't like to wait. " I said.

 

Justice -

I heard Carmelo talking about what went down at my house, and it broke my heart. By the look of disgust, bitterness, regret, and sadness on his face. I'm being sympathetic, because if I were in his position I would've gave up. He has too much going on, but he still going. I'm actually proud of him. And he could've been left, but he keeps going. Whenever there's a big rock blocking his path, he just pushes it out the way and go. But sometimes, he just struggles to move the rock, and he needs help.

 

The bell rung, and everyone got up and went to their classes. I waited on Carmelo since we have first block together, and I love walking with his to class. He slowly got up and slowly gathered his things, and slowly walked towards me, and slowly walked out the cafeteria behind most people.

I grabbed his hand, and I could feel the anger rushing through him like mad man. " You need a kiss? " I asked. He shook his head " No! "

Oh my gosh! Something up with him for real.

" What's wrong Carmelo? " I asked.

" Nothing. " He said looking away. I stopped in the middle of the hallway, getting a tight firm grip on his hand, and looked at him.

" Tell me for real Carmelo! " I said in my normal voice yet it was raised. He wiped his face. " I'm fine Justice. " He said, and his eyes were turning red, like he was about to cry. I walked outside, not caring how cold it is. " Justice this unnecessary. We got class and its cold. " He said hugging himself. " Tell me what's wrong then we can go inside. " I commanded. I feel like a boss!

"  My life is shit. " He said crossing his arms over her muscular chest. " And i'm going with you through your shitty life. " I said. " Yea, but you're not going through what I go through all the time. Yea you're there supporting me, and everything, but you'll never understand what the hell I go through, every fucking day of my life! " He said getting angry.

" Okay i might not be you or be in your shoes, but you're not the only one going through this shit. Other people are too! " I said in a high pitch voice.

" I know I'm not the only one, but I don't know anyone else who's like me. " He stated. " You'll meet someone like you or might be growing through something worse than you. And even though I ain't you or ain't walking the same life you walking, I surely go through pain too. And it ain't the easy pain. " I said.

" What the pain cause you're daddy accept me? " He asked. " No. The fact that my mama dying. The fact that my auntie doing drugs out on the street not having a house, when she could be with me. The fact that my cousin killed himself because people were bullying him. The fact my cousin got shot walking in the streets of the hood. And you expect me to be over here living this fancy ass life.  " I stated.

Carmelo was quiet. I always prove him wrong on something, and when I do he always quiet.

" Look I understand if you wanna leave my house and go to your mama, you can do that if you want. I want you to be comfortable, welcomed, and loved where you go cause you got shit going on too. " I said then walked inside going to class.

 

Carmelo -

I walked into first period about five minutes after Justice. I sat in my seat next to her, and we didn't talk at all for a long time. We just wrote our notes down, listened to class conversation, read in our textbooks, and left.

Justice and I are going to be talking around lunch, i already know. That's how we are, but I do agree with what she said. Plus, I didn't know she had stuff going on too, but she human yea i know i know, but I didn't know her mama was dying and two of her cousins died. One shot in the hood and the other committed suicide.

I'll talk to her later not now, she might have some pressure on her chest. On her heart, on her shoulders and her mind.

I was in art class sitting next to Justice, as she drew her picture. I didn't even know what to draw, so I just started drawing, and whatever the outcome is will be it.

 

I finished my drawing and apparently is was a picture of Justice smiling. Her hair was all over her face, and her hand covered half of her face, with many bracelets on her wrist, and she was smiling kind of like a laugh.. Of course there was no color i did this by pencil. I didn't feel like coloring it in, I think it looks just fine and beautiful without it.

I looked at the picture and just stared at it, then at Justice, seeing her hovered over her paper, and her hair in hanging over her shoulders, since her hair was straight. Her face was blank, but I could see hurt written all over her face.

I took a deep breath, composing myself, because Justice is unpredictable. I don't know if she'll pop off if I say something or be gentle.

" You okay? " I asked. " Huh? Oh!..... yea. " She said twirling her pencil in her hand and looking at me with a smile. The same smile on my drawing. " Why you ask? " She asked as her smile slowly faded. " You looked pained that's all. " I said. " Naw that's my eyebrows. " She said, and I looked at her like what. " My eyebrows are straight and then go down a little bit at the ends. So if I look down I look mad or frustrated. " She said. " Oh. " I stated.

" You finished  your drawing? " She asked with lifted eyebrows. " Yea. " I said. " Can I see? " She questioned.

"Nope. " I shook my head. " Why? " She pouted.

Christmas is on the way, and i'm making a drawing album for Justice, along with some other stuff. She's going to love her present.

" Cause I say so. " I said putting the picture in my folder, and closing my folder.

" Well i'll show you mine. " She said putting her picture in between us on the table. It was a picture of two people holding hands, running in a meadow towards a forest. the girl had curly wavy long hair, that flew to the side. She was wearing a floral skater dress, and the boy was wearing cargo shorts, and a white wife beater.

" That's nice. " I said with a smile. " Thanks. I didn't even try. " She shrugged.