Swing My Way: Freshmen year

CHAPTER 1: NEW KID

CHRIS BROWN AS JACOLBY

Aight so lets get this shit straight. My name is Jacolby Jackson, but my friends call me Mac cause I got all the hoes... Naw I'm just playing foreal tho, my middle name is Makaveli. Yea not only was my name is some historical textbook person but my mom was a Tupac fan so that didn't make it any better.
I gotta lil sis who's a T.I.T.
Not the things women have but a T.hot I.n T.raining . I swear my momma must have been on some shit when she had here dumbass.
But anyway, I just moved here from Virginia. I don't know if it's true but I heard Georgia had some bad bitches.
I'm tryna see how they are though.

My mom says we moved in Fulton County I believe. I thinks that's just basically Atlanta. But the funny part about that is tomorrow is the first day of school. And I'm hella late for open house, luckily my mom already emailed my transcript so Imma just start with everyone else anyway. We literally just finished unpacking so I wanted to sit back and just chill for a minute.
Unfortunately somebody was being loud as hell outside so I went to go investigate. " Aye what up big dawg." He said with a joyful yet thuggish walk. " Aye partna you gotta a lighter... " I wondered who he was talking about. " You the nigga that's looking around. Oh my bad bruh." I crossed the street. " Yea I got one.",I said still looking around. He stood there quitely for a minute then said. " Well can I use it. Oh yea my bad I'm tripping. You must be new or something. " I stopped. " Yea how you know. Well you keep looking around like you in a amusement park and you went partially deaf there. Yea man, my bad though. You good..." He lit his joint. " My name's Kyle but you can call me Clayko..." He extended his hand for an handshake. I shook it." I'm Jacolby but just call me Mac. Ewww why Mac. " I explain to him about middle name. " Ahhh shit , come with me. Hail Mary!" We began laughing . " Aye we probably gone be going to the same school, so I'll give you a tour. Shiiii I don't even be going to classes. It's the first day though. Exactly, perfect excuse to skip. All I gotta say is I don't know where my classes is." We sat down. " Aye you smoke? Ummm not really but.... " I was interrupted. " Shhh.... Hit this." He gave it to me. I stared at it as if it was an extraterrestrial object.
Shit here goes nothing...

" Don't just hold it in your mouth dumbass." So I blew out. " He laughed," You a idiot, you always this literal. Here try it again." I took a puff and tried to do it right as Clayko was coaching me. "Now inhale just a lil bit at a time, now just breath." I did. I was fascinated to see the smoke leave my mouth. I began to coughing a lil bit." Not bad for a starter, but look I gotta go bruh I holla at you tomorrow partna." I replied, "Aight man." That quick I had a friend. Damn. My mom called me from the window so I ran home. Not a bad first day in Atlanta...