🥀In Loving Memory🥀

Chapter 5

"So after you met my mother, did you guys immediately become friends?" Huelene asked Huey as he hesitated to answer that question.

"I wouldn't say we immediately became friends. I considered her as an associate because no offense to her, but your mother was very annoying," Huey boldly spoke as Huelene frowned at him.

"Annoying?" she said being offended her father said such a thing about her mother.

"It's the truth! I was annoyed by Jazmine on most occasions when we were little. When we got older she started to mature but majority of the time she was annoying," Huey truthfully spoke once again.

"Okay, name a couple of moments when my mother was being annoying?" Huelene had dared Huey.

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My first day at Woodcrest Elementary School had come, and I was determined not to be an outcast there. Riley would be placed in the 4th grade, while I would be placed in the 5th grade. I wasn't encouraged to make friends because it was going to be my last year at that school, and I didn't want to waste any time trying to make friends.

When I came into the building, I realized I had failed in my attempt to avoid being an outsider. Only white kids and only white kids were at that school. I didn't notice any black students at that school. And for the first time in this race, I felt completely alone.

When I arrived at the class, I noticed that all of the students were white, and even my teacher was white. I felt like I was in the movie 'Get Out.'

I wanted to get out of there as soon as possible and avoid becoming connected with that white-washed community. I couldn't bear the stress of being the only black student in my class and in the hallways. I'd see Riley, but it wasn't enough because Riley would occasionally skip school and not show up at all.

When Jazmine walked into my classroom, all of my worries vanished. "Huey!" she said as she screamed my name. It drew my attention, and I was quickly enveloped in her warm embrace. Getting a random hug from a girl you just met, or from anyone, seemed weird at first. I would normally push her away since I dislike it when people touch me, but I didn't; receiving a hug was comforting.

It gave me a sense of belonging. And it wasn't an uncomfortable feeling. Just a minute ago, I wanted to flee this place, but I was encouraged to stay.

"I'm so glad to see you! I never thought we'd meet each other again," she said in her valley girl tone. Why the fuck did she sound like that? How does she sound like that?

We literally live across the street from each other, how would I not be able to see her?

"Yeah, you too, I guess," I said unsure of myself. I really didn't know how to respond to Jazmine's girly comments. It felt odd to hear them aloud.

"Do you have this class?" she asked me.

"I think so, the principal told me to come here," I answered as she started squealing.

"Oh my gosh, I can't believe we have the same class," she said clapping her hands. Is this something to really get excited about?

"Yay!" I said being sarcastic.

"Here let me show you to the perfect seat," she said looping her arm around mine.

She pulled me over to a seat by the window and there were some kids looking at us. It was mainly a group of girls that were looking in awe.

"Oh my gosh! Jazmine and the New Boy sitting in the tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G, first come love, then come marriage, then comes a baby in a baby carriage," her friends started to sing. I looked over at Jazmine to see her blushing and holding her head down.