Matt woke up to an empty house. The sound of total silence was not what he was use to hearing. Both of Matt's parents were gone; his mom was diagnosed with cancer and was hospitalized, and his dad was in prison for murder.
Matt brushed his teeth, put on his black school shorts, and put on his blue hoodie. When he went in the bathroom to brush his hair he took a good look at himself. He was a 16 year old African American boy with light brown skin,and his hair was in an afro. He brushed his hair, picked up his favorite basketball, put on his backpack, and headed out the door to school.
On his way to school Matt heard someone yell "bro." He turned around to see it was his best friend Paul.
"What's up man." Matt said.
"I just meet two hot girls and their single." Said Paul excitedly.
"Well go run along and have your fun." Matt said non excitedly.
"You mean you're not coming with me to talk to those hot girls." Paul said sadly.
"No I got to get to school." Matt explained.
"Well I feel sorry for you because I got two words hot girls." Paul said.
Paul ran off yelling hot girls.
After about five minutes finally, Matt got to school.
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Hustle Hard
Ficção AdolescenteMatt is going through a hard time. His dad is in prison and his mom has cancer. Matt could only count on one thing to put his family together. That is basketball.
