Between the Lines

chapter 1

In my school, you could either be a hood or a JD. There wasn't an in between for anyone. And of course, i just so happened to be a hood. my name is Dixie Rose, I'm 17 years old and this is Bryant High School.

It was the first day of my senior year of high school. I was one of the graduates of 1986. School was living hell for me, a hoodlum. I was always getting picked on and all I had was my small group of friends, Tony, Vic, Bobbie, Tina, and Cheryl.

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I walked over to our usual spot, where we were hidden enough so we could smoke some. I spotted Cheryls hair basically glowing because of the sunlight.

Dixie: Hey guys!

I ran up to them, I noticed how some of the boys looked more, matured, while the girls looked even more gorgeous than before. I sat down beside Bobbie, he looked hungover.

Bobbie: Hey dix, you should've seen the drag the JDs showed us this morning. They were showing off their tuff cars.

Tina takes a drag from her cigarette.

Tina: Yeah they were burning rubber and what not. But it's whatever. How was this summer for ya down with your folks?

Dixie: Eh, it was a nod. I was ready to be home the whole time.

Tina nodded her head and the school bell began to ring. Almost the entire gang groaned and Vic threw his cigarette down and stomped on it.

Vic: I ain't coming back to this damn school if i don't have to... let's get to class.

Bobbie found an opportunity to pipe up and ran with it.

Bobbie: Hey Vic, don't set any unreal expectations for yourself buddy.

Vic raised his fist to him while the rest of us laughed. We headed to class