Growing Up In Miami-Dade

HEY! This is the first chapter to the first book i've ever attempted to write. Ill be working on it a chapter a day. Please comment what you think. Thank you all! And please, Remember my struggle.

"Bryon, wake up its time for school." My grandmother softly says with her head poked into my bedroom door. Im not a morning person at all, so all I say is "Alrght".  The sunlight is beaming into my bedroom from the window above my bed, with one eye open I check my phone. I have an urgent message from my girlfriend, Angela. "Bryon, When you see this reply asap". I hesitated to hit the reply button, unsure if I even want to know what happened. So I ignored the text and head to the shower to get ready for school. After 30 minuets I get out, dry off and get dressed. I'm wearing the usual uniform to school today, A dark red polo, khaki skinny jeans, and a pair of red and black vans. Before I leave my house to walk to my bus stop I grab my rosary and tell my grandma im leaving. 

         Walking down 191 terrace, I take my phone out of my pocket to see what was so important. "What is it babe?" I reply. I slip my phone back into my pocket as I come up to one of my friends. "Yo rob, wasgood homie?". I say, ready to clap him up. Rob is a short cuban boy, He's about half my size and I stand 5 foot 8. "Nun nigga, im tired as fuck this morning" he says with his eyes barley opened. "I feel you man". As I replied I felt my phone vibrate. "Remember what happened in your room last night, you know, US." I read the message, looked up and zoned out into a flashback.......

         "Angela, Babe, Are you sure you're ready for this?" I ask. Angela was an averaged sized girl, She was brown skinned, had curly black hair that almost curled into an afro. Her body was curvey, She had a nice shape and her waist was rounded like an hourglass. "I love you Bryon" is all she said. We stood face to face, alone in my room. I was leant over just a bit so that our foreheads touched. I lightley kissed her on the lips and i felt my hands slowy go up from her waist and lift her shirt. She lifted up her arms as the sleeves slid right off. "I got this next part." she giggled, Knowing I would be to clumbsy to take her pants off. "Oh baby you know me too well" I said with a blushing smile across my face. 

       Now as she stands in my room, half naked, I look into her eyes and I feel something wrong. I can see a deep guilt and shame behind her hazel eyes. "White boii wake the hell up nigga come on!" Rob yells. I shake my head in confusion, Unaware of what just happened. I see my bus with its doors open and the bus driver glaring at me angrily. "The hell is you lookin at like that? Keep focused on the road and not me" I say with an attitude. I walk down the isle as the bus doors squeak closed and the bus starts moving. I make my way to the back of the bus where all my friends sit. The bus is seperated into three groups, The front of the bus is usually the ESOL (Spanish speaking only) kids, and the weirdos with no friends. The middle of the bus is where thE 7th and 8th graders sat. Usually with their own little cluiqes. And then theres the back of the bus, My territory. This is the V.I.P section, 9th graders only, with the exception of me. "Wassup people" I say as I sit down.  I put my headphones in my ear to let people know I wasnt in the mood to be botherd. In my ear played Lil Wayne's mixtape "No Cielings" and the song Swag' Surfin. I replied back to my girlfriend hoping she wouldnt be mad about the late response. "Yeah babe, I know we aint get to finish but what happened? :( " I say. "Well, Thats what we have to talk about tonight, on the phone" she says. I put my phone back into my pocket and leave it at that as I stare out the window on my way to my shool, Mays Conservatory For The Visual and Performing Arts.