Swing My Way: Freshmen year

CHAPTER 6: SHOOT OR DIE

KYLE'S POV-

So we chilling in lunch. Everyone gotten their tray already and started eating. " Aye though, either one of y'all did the homework last night ?", D'lo asked.
Mak10 went in his book bag and pulled it out. " I got it but I'm not positively sure their all right."
"I don't care , just as long as it's done I'm good.", D'lo said while pulling out his empty homework assignment. Shit I slick need that too. I'll just get it from Mak10 when we in class.

" So what y'all niggas got planned this weekend.", I asked. They replied nothing. "Good cause I'm throwing a party, and y'all definitely need to be there."

" Aye though..... Thunder thighs coming , cause if she is, tell her to bring some friends." We laughed. I personally guarantee the ladies will be there.

" Aye you told Jafa about it. She got hella friends too.", Mak suggested.
"Now that you've said something, I would've told her already, bit she wasn't been herself lately." That's not really her style. She never been the loner type. Mak added," Now that you've mentioned it, she didn't say a word during second period. She was in complete silence..."

D'lo snagged Mak10's apple then said," Check this out, in third period, my biology teacher was getting on me right. Like she was all in my face talking bout, I'm not doing this for my benefit, I graduated already and gotta PhD . So I'm the most polite, graceful, humblest way I know, I said: Look sorry ma'am, but I don't care if you gotta PhD, mp3, DVD, HIV, BET, STD, MTV, 123'S, OR SOME CP3. Calm down, take a chill pill foreal foreal...... Then I got a referral." I aint gone lie, that's some funny ass stuff.

* Its finally Friday, and the party wasn't half bad. There was definitely a lot of people their, but not all of them were from school.*

JACOLBY'S POV-

I see my lil squad here, well except Deangelo and Jada. So everyone in the house cooling. Girls twerking, niggas chilling or outside smoking, and if you were lucky, you'd get to go upstairs and handle ya business. " Monster " by Future was playing in the background and me and Clayko just scooping out the girls. " Aye that's that girl I bumped into. Remember what I was telling you. She's short, Hispanic body, but Black attitude.", he chuckled with a double cup of codeine. " Why don't you talk to her, she ain't bad at all. Besides her attitude." I wasn't so sure on it. I mean I was closed to elbow dropping her ass in the hallway, now this nigga actually want me to try to talk to her.",
I swear.

I approached her. " Hey..." She finally noticed me. " Hi. Look....." I could tell she was uncomfortable and remembered who I was. " look I wanna apologize for what happened the other day, I should've been paying attention. Trust me, you ain't gotta apologize for nothing."

" So you accept it. Sure..... But I hope you wasn't expecting one bad. I don't really like apologies, whether its my fault or not." Okay I see what type of female she is. She like for people to kiss her butt. I'm sorry. Neither do I participate in the activities of eating or kissing ass. " Well you gotta Kik ? Yea its bri_bri. Okay i'll be sure to Kik you later. Ok." I walked back over to Clayko, who was watching the whole time. Why is that not surprising.

" Ohh shit, I see you . No." So we had began talking bout something else while stepping outside to smoke. We got outside step off the portch and stood in the driveway. " So you talk to Jada ?..."

When all of a sudden an all black SUV pull up fast almost hitting us. Some got out out with a black face mask on and had a glock 17 pointed at us. " You getting robbed ! " He publicized. I had my hands up, I looked over a Clayko hoping he would know what to do. Still had a blunt in his mouth he chuckled , then pulled out his gun. Once he did that , five more dudes come out the SUV strapped heavy." Put your gun down or imma kill ya friend." He pointed it at me. For the first time I starred down the barrel of a gun. I can't say I wasn't scared , but I remember Clayko telling me don't let nobody see me panic or they'll take advantage. So I swallowed my spit and took slow deep breathes. Everyone stood there silent and I still didn't know if I was gone live to see the end of this. Clayko finally agreed to put his gun down .

Like even if you was just standing in the same spot as they were you had a strap without literally having a gun on you. All we heard was guns cock back. " Yes, now give me them shoes nigga. I know you got some more weed, tell me were its at or imma blow ya head off..." Now everyone looking at Clayko. " Bruh, this was the last little bit I had.", he said as calm as possible. " You lying nigga, I know who you are and what you do. And word is you never not have weed." I kept thinking, never not ?! We getting robbed by some illiterate ass niggas. " Who sent you ? Don't worry bout that, just know we know. Now get back in the house for your parents come back, wherever the hell they are. Let's go." They got back into the SUV and drove off. " So what we gone do, call the police?", I asked hoping he agreed. But he a hood nigga, so you know that meant he was gone take that into his own hands.

" You handled it good, fore your first time. " I didn't understand. " you're first time being robbed.", he explained. So were outside shoe and sockless. Luckily I had on a tanktop and all Clayko had to do was climb in his window and change his clothes. He came back with some clothes for both of us to put on. He began pacing. " How you wanna handle this ?" It didn't matter to me. He pulled out a shirt, that had something in it but you couldn't tell cause it was just balled up. He unwrapped it and it was a gun. " What you tryna do ?", I asked. " Get our shit back and find out who they were and why they did it, so like I said, how you wanna handle this?" I took the shirt. " However it needs to be handled.", I said while cocking the gun. " My nigga, we start brainstorming Monday , but let's get back to this party."