❝ THE EXTRA LESSON ❞
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|| Sunday. . .
The afternoon, mi lay dung ina mi bed a study when such man call me. Mi surprise he's calling cause me cuss him last night then him get vex cause me vex, and that mek me more vex.
Mi nuh know why him vex in the first place when me just concern boh him. Man get claat wid a bullet and a act as if it's just a scratch. Mi convince it's not his first time getting shot but a my first time seeing something like that. Fi him tek him life so lightly, is a thing weh grieve mi spirit.
Mi draw back mi attention to the ringing phone and reluctantly answer it. "Yes, Favio?"
"Hear ya."
"A what?"
"Nothing," he says. "Wa yaa do?"
I look at all the books pon mi bed. I have a Social Studies test the end of this week. "Study," mi sigh.
"Come study at my house."
"That sound like waa order," mi seh. "Yu cya ask nicely?"
His end of the line is quiet and mi roll mi eyes. No likkle manners whatsoever Favio doh have.
"Where yu live?" mi ask.
"Thru Street."
Mi pause getting out of the bed. "Me naa come up deso."
"Nun nago do yu," he says, sensing my hesitance because it's not exactly the best place in Steer Town. "I'll come get you?"
"Hm, arite," mi hang up the phone and close mi Social Studies book them. Mi search mi likkle desk until mi find the Maths homework weh me neva done yesterday cause me drop asleep early.
Few minutes later when mi lie tell Mama seh me a go Chezzy, mi hear Favio car pull up rounda front. Mi hurry and run go out deh before me fass neighbor can see me. Mr. Paul a ginnal and love gwan clueless but him know everybody business like a him run PinkWall or DearDream.
Favio looks at me strangely but him nuh seh nun, him just drive off after me get settle.
"How's your shoulder?" mi try mek likkle conversation.
"It good."
One thing wid Favio? Him ago seh him good all when him nuh good.
We're quiet as we drive out of the scheme me live. Me watch as him drive pon Thru Street lane and people mek way fi him car like seh him a some king. Me a observe everything mi see - there's wild grass a grow ina patches here and there pon e road; there's nuff zinc house and few concrete house, most houses have some form of gate to keep out all unwanted guests; there's pickney a play pon the sidewalk.
We come to a stop before waa blue and white painted two storey house with a remote control gate. It has a short concrete path weh lead to e two step dem fi go ina the house. Pon both sides a the concrete path, nuff flower tree and green grass a grow. E place look well take care a. It look out of place in this ghetto despite the surrounding houses being almost as nice.
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The Crossfire | Revised | Sample
Romance[SAMPLE] Journey with Chayanne and Favio as they maneuver life whilst learning to love each other.
