To clear up any confusion, Jaylen is Korean and Chinese. His mother is Chinese. Soo is an uncommon Korean last name, the origin of the LAST NAME is from China. Jaylen's Korean last name is: Park. I decided not to give him his Korean last name to show that he didn't really know his father, besides how cruel he was. Since he doesn't know how his father truly was (because he was always on drugs) , he doesn't know his Korean side. In the sequel this will be further explained.. Lol sorry for the confusion.. Enjoy.
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Jaylen (Jay) Soo POV:
"So he literally had your dick in his mouth, and figuratively?" Gabriela asks as she exhales smoke through her nose.
We sit on the boys restroom floor at school as she passes me the blunt. I told her It seemed odd for us both to be sitting on the boys bathroom floor, seeing how Gabby is a woman. It's also a bit funny how're smoking so early in the morning...
I inhale the lit blunt, taking a long drag. Yes, it's stupid for us to be smoking at school. Let alone gonna if to Gabby for advice.
But, she was the only one who knew about Kavari and I. It's not like I could go to Kyah. Plus, Gabby was somewhat cooler than I expected. She's usually chill, but I think that's from all the weed she smokes.
"Yeah." I say with as I discard any smoke throughout my nose.
"I never took you much for a smoker. Kavari made you seem like a lame ass good boy." I let out a chuckle handing back the blunt. "Kavari makes things seem what they're not." I say with a shrug.
"You think he dramático?" She asks.
"I think he's stubborn and sweet. Rough on the outside, big softy on the inside."
I used to think Vari was an asshole, but he's sweet. To me, he try's to be big and tough. Even though Kavari is older than me, he's seems like a kid to me.
"He's like a rose ." Gabby says throwing the blunt in a nearby urinal.
"A rose? What do you mean?" I ask confused.
"You think you know Kavari. But you don't. You basically claimed his house as yours. People say 'Mi casa, tu casa', but no one actually means it. Mi casa no es tu casa. His crib not your crib, Jay. If it was, y'all would actually trust each other."
"I do trust Kavari." Do I?
"He sweet, and pretty, like a rose, si. But every rose has thorns."
Every rose has thorns.
"No matter how perfect you think he is, he's still got thorns."
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Thorns. Thorns. Thorns.
That's been on my mind all day. Kavari has thorns? Do I have any? Of course I do. I'm not perfect. But to me, Kavari is perfect. I can't find any imperfections.
"Jung? Care to answer the question I just asked?" Mrs.Diaz asks with her hand on her hip. I've gone to this school for how long now? She still can't get my name right.
"It's Jaylen." I say obnoxiously. I guess hanging out with Gabby has rubbed off on me..?
"Why do you choose to let America white wash your name? You should show off your Japanese heritage." I roll my eyes at her stupidity. Kyah chuckles at her antics.
"I don't know how many times I need to explain. I'm not Japanese. I was born in Utah. The United States of America. One of the most corrupt places on fucking earth where dumb white people, like you, think it's okay to act the way you do! Your ignorance is not only annoying, but also sad." As I was talking, I gathered up my things slinging my backpack over my shoulder.
"Fuck you, and especially fuck you." I say to Kyah and Mrs.Diaz as I begin to walk out the class. A long sigh exits my body as I slam the door on my way out.
Wow, I'm definitely getting detention for that.
Or worse,
Suspension.
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Principal's office it is.
"Jaylen, you need to make better choices. I understand Mrs.Díaz can be somewhat— irrational. But, she's an adult. You are a child, but you need to act like an adult." Our principal: Mr.Kim, said as I sit in his office.
Mr.Kim looked like your average guy at the grocery store. He was clearly mixed: Asian and Black. I was shocked he even took Mrs.Diaz side.
Let alone told me I need to act like an adult. Mrs.Diaz is an adult—she needs to get herself together.
"Jaylen, Mr.Kim is talking to you." My mom says.
"Okay." I say to him.
"Alrighty. Coach Clay was informed of this altercation. The way he decides to handle this situation is up to him, not me. You do have a week of in school suspension, starting today. Any further questions?"
Yes.
"No."
"Phone." My mom says with her hand out as we walk out of Mr.Kim's office.
What? No. I need my phone. For music. You'd think the older you get, the smarter people around you are. Wrong. In highschool everyone is loud and stupid. I drown people out with my music.
"Mom—"
"No. Jaylen, give me your phone or so help me God, I will whoop you. Right here, right now." I guess Senior has really rubbed off on her.
I grab my phone from my back pocket, placing it into the palm of my mom's. "See you at home. I love you." She say placing my phone into her purse. "Okay, yeah. See you later." I say mumbling.
It's going to be a long week.
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"I feel like I rarely see you." I say to Kavari. We're at school, but I can't tell where.
"I feel the same way."
"I feel like I don't understand you."
"I feel the exact same way."
Why is he just agreeing with me? Is this a joke to him? I'm trying to explain how I feel, all he's doing is agreeing with the words coming out my mouth.
"Why are being weird?" I ask.
"Isn't that what you want me to do? I'm saying all the right things, but it doesn't seem good enough for you."
"What? No. Is this a game to you?"
"Maybe, but it's a dream to you."
I wake up with my physics paper stuck to my face.
Gross, drool. "There's no sleeping in here, Soo." Coach Clay says. Apparently he's the supervisor for ISS. I wish Mr.Kim told me that before I ended up in here. He could've warned me or something.
"You can sleep now if you want to though. You running the whole practice. So you'll need your rest."
