Growing Up In Miami-Dade

Chapter 2

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Sorry guys, My phones been dead so I couldnt write. But I got FCAT tomorrow, which is an important test so imma make this chapter a little short. Hope you enjoy, and stay tuned. 

-Much love

The bus pulls up to the front of the school to let everyone out. I, Being the special one, let everyone off to save the best for last. "Man fuck this school" I would always say as I walked up to the front doors, but today I was cut-off from my usual catchphraze, with a hug and a kiss from Angela, who was waiting for me right beside the bus doors. "Good morning babe" She said. Winking at me. I noticed her mood change from earlier when we were texting."Wassup boo, Im glad to see you in a happy mood this morning" I told her with a grin. "Likewise". We held hands and walked into the cafeteria to get breakfast.

          In the cafeteria there are two columbs of tables, four in each columb. With noisy ghetto children, and groups of pretty girls, Angela and I fit in pretty well with the croud. "What would you like?" The cafeteria lady asked me. "Where yall keep the sausage maan, a nigguh tryna get fed in this broke ass school" I laughed to myself, Knowing she diddnt understand me. None of the cafeteria ladies spoke much english. I turned to my girlfriend, and asked what she was gonna get. "Bryon, You know I dont eat in the morning" she explained. "Shit then bae, gimme yo food". 

            We walked towards one of the tables which had two empty seats. Angela sat down and I put my tray on the table. "Baby I left my fork, gimme a sec" I said, and walked back. I got the fork I came for, but when I came back there was a boy sitting next to my girl, in MY seat. "Woah there partna, The hell you doin in MY seat, tryna get yo mac on wit MY gurl, Nigguh buck for I up the fo five on yo bitch ass" I said to him. "Whats yo beef homeboii?" The boy said while he stood up. Usually, When someone gets up, I knock them down before they have a chance to fight me. Today, I felt like toying with him. So I grabbed him by the throat, and pushed him back onto the table top. "My beef is on my tray, Now you gon leave me and my ol lady alone and let me eat my beef in peace, Capeche?!" I yelled. "Aiight fool just let me go man I aint got time for this" and he left. 

      Before I could eat my breakfast the bell rang for us to go to class. I was so mad I totally forgot about angela and walked off to class without saying goodbye to her. "Damnit man, I forgot to say bye, shes gonna be mad today" I thought to myself. I get into homeroom and I am the only one there. I asked my teacher, Mrs. Ruff, Where everyone was. Mrs. Ruff was a tall, and skinny dark jamaican woman. She had curley hair very simialr to angelas, and spoke with an English accent. I always thought it was neat, but today I was not amused at all. "Bryon, arent you supposed to be going to the band room for your district rehersal?" She asked me in return. "Nawh miss, Fuck it, I learned my pieces by heart and I really dont wana go anywhere today" I told her. I walked to a seat, put my headphones on, and fell asleep......