Shit Happens in Summer

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Javier: Wassup bro

Zarion: sup Javier
I just met him, and yet I keep forgetting his name.

Javier: man... I wish I aint come at the end of the year

Zarion: why you say that?

Javier: cause I won't see you and Loni for long

Zarion: me and Loni prolly gone be down the strip this weekend

Javier: dont she live down there?

Zarion: ye

Javier: so we can chill this weekend

Zarion: sure

Javier: OK good, see you in school?

Zarion: yea

Javier: OH! I almost forgot to send you my schedule

Zarion: k.

Javier:
A1 Mr. Beck
B1 Mr. Jones
A2 Mr. Moss
B2 Mr. Welding
A3 Mrs. Flowers
B3 Ms. Motley
A4 Mr. King
B4 Mr. Brown

Zarion: we have all the same classes tomorrow

Javier: really?!

Zarion: yea

Javier: we finna be lit

Zarion: lol hell yea

Javier: ight bro

Zarion: igh

Why couldn't Dominic be more like Javier. It's probably because he talks plenty shit and plays dumb about it. He has a smart mouth, the cocky son of a bitch. Javier is more chill and friendly, you can tell he actually is real and wants to be your friend.

I go eat some leftover ribs, broccoli, and potatoes from Sunday. My mama stuck her foot in everything she cooked, metaphorically. When I finish eating, I chop it up with my little sister in her room, until she kicks me out. Antisocial little girl, sometimes I think she hates us. Anyways, I grab my towel, underwear, and wash cloth from my dresser.

When I get to the bathroom I strip down to my skin. Damn, my hair looks so good. I have this dark brown clear skin that I've worked for, dark brown eyes, full lips and kind of chubby cheeks. I take off my earrings which I never not have on, except in sleep. When I jump in I let the hot water run down my shoulders to my chest, down my stomach and back, to my butt and you know....

I sit in the shower and just think for awhile before I start to lather my body with a bar of Old Spice soap. I rinse off and turn the knob that controls the shower. When I get out I dry off and look in the mirror at the blur that is now my face. I wash my face to retain the smoothness of it. Now I can see clearly that I have a little hair above my lips. Everyone says I look younger than 16. My face is bald to the naked eye, besides the long side burns that I've had since 4th grade. I walk back into my room. I put the door in the doorway where it belongs. It's my version of closing the door because my sister knocked the door off the hinges. I flop down on the floor I call bed. Yes, I sleep on the floor. My bed has a bunch of clothes on it and suit cases filled with them too. I snuggle up against my giant gorilla stuffed animal and pillows, I push my ear buds and tap my way to "Stargazing" my sleep song.

I doze off while my phone changes into "Spotless Mind".

I fall completely to sleep..

I wake up to the "Beep! Beep! Beep!" of my alarm clock telling me it was 5:40am, time to get dressed, brush my teeth, and leave the house. In that order every morning. No, I don't eat breakfast because I drag early mornings. Then, I walk about half a mile to morning stop.