<⊙> "Kiss School On The Ass If You Had Fun In Your First Class!" <⊙>
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Dedicated to AnnastaziaChalwe
My best friend!
Inner Voice:
"No Bullying..."
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Chapter One
Kabwe Duncan's POV
"You excited on your first day at a new high school?" Mommy excitedly asks me as she drives me there-at my new school.
"I guess so. Though you look excited yourself more than I am," I reply and she laughs.
It's a nervous laugh. She's anxious about how I'm going to fair on my first day of school.
"Oh,Kaka. You'll be fine. Just be nice to everyone and they'll be nice to you. The law of boomerang,remember?" she says and I scoff.
Geez,law of boomerang? Boomerang my ass,mommy. People will always be shit when they are still breathing.
"We're in America. Despite us starting a new life here,nobody will ever really like you that much when you're black. When you're any minority race at all," I say to her and she doesn't say a word.
I sigh.
Who even came up with the word 'Minority'? Must've been highly recognized as a racist. Some supremacist typa animal surrounded by other supremacist animals,you know?
"Kabwe,not everyone is that bad," Mommy tells me and I scoff.
"The fact still remains: every one is still that bad," I reply.
We all have some bad blood in us which needs to be cleansed but how we choose to cleanse it matters. I don't wanna live in a world that my next generation will be ashamed of. I don't want them to also be ashamed of me when I tell'em stories about how I transferred to a new high school and had an embarrassing year as a senior.
So I wrote down things I don't want to happen to me while in my last year of high school as a transfer student. I call it,drum roll please! I call it the, "I Hope List Of Things I Do Not Want To Happen To Me While In School!" Pretty neat,nha? Shit,I know, I'm a genius.
It's just so very important that I make mom proud on my first day at a new high school. So back to the classical list of Hopes!
One: I hope I don't shit my pants.
Two: I hope I don't start my periods.
Three: I hope I don't trip and fall in the hallways and get caught banging a hot ass nerd in the store room.
Four: I hope I don't get expelled.
And Five: I hope I don't commit a crime or get into a fight. For I am like a monk. I restrain from violence.
Oh,and Six: I hope I don't crush on any male teacher of mine. It's a disgrace.
Enough of the chatter and hear me out. Let me introduce myself. Hi,I'm Kabwe.
I'm Kabwe Duncan originally from Africa somewhere in a glorious and dramatic country called, Zambia. The motherland. She's so beautiful.
She is designed by the hands of her people and defined by the sound of waves that the water bodies make. Defined by the sound of the eagles in its flight and by of course, the culture and tradition.
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