Sweet Violette

Chapter 8- Jake's P.O.V

I opened the diary and I felt sorta guilty. She would probably freak out over me reading her personal writing shit.

Dear diary,

It's Tray!! I'm so glad that I found you. I wish you could talk ...T

The first entry had me a little emotional. I continued reading, and could not help the tears which were escaping my eyes. Dafuq? This was unlike me.

I threw the diary away after shedding a few more tears then grabbed a beer to gain my manliness back. This chic had me crying over her life. I thought about how privileged I was to have had both parents in my life. Even if my dad had some kidney complications, I was grateful to have him in my life.

Some people didn't even have the opportunity to know shit bout their parents. I continued drinking until the room blurred and life seemed dope.

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I awoke from my slumber, and groaned at the source of my rude awakening. "Mom..get out," I begged her. "But...I brought you tea,"she smiled.

"I hate tea...and you know it," I muttered sleepily. " So...I need you to get a few things with me today,"she looked at me with beady eyes. " I have that assignment shit with Tia and Brant, they're coming over," I reminded her. She widened her eyes as if just recalling the information. "Oh...yes..,I needed some seeds...for the garden,"she playfully pretended to sob. " Sucks aye," I shrugged and got outta bed to get ready for a day of work...actual school work. I shocked myself by giving in to the whole come over to Jake's house...he's really rich shit.

Mom left my room(I was really grateful). I showered and stuff. My mind then made its way on Tracy. She had a nice slender body. To be honest, I was the type of guy who'd date a girl any size. So long as you were hot though.

I wore the first shirt which my hand landed upon and my 3/4 trousers. I was staying at home so appearance really didn't matter.

I raced downstairs, where mom was eyeing the house, "Your friends are coming over and the place looks all...not at all acceptable," she rolled her eyes. " First of all Tia and Brant are not my friends...they're kids I got partnered with," I groaned. "And lastly I don't give a fuck how the house looks...long as the work is done...I'm good," I snapped. Mom sighed." See that's why I needed a new maid...Kay was doing a great job you know," she was now speaking to herself.

Maybe she forgot that because of her rude and judgmental attitude, Kay quit. "

"You don't think that...that girl at Marie's would mind doing the work...,"mom stated and I instantly faced her. Annoyance was plastered on my face. " Mom...she's only 17, and she has to go to college," I stated. Cool. Calm and Collected.

"Who'd pay for college for her...c'mon Jay...you know better,"mom was laughing...really hard. "Marie can," I shrugged. "Oh please, Marie can't even pay her bills...far less a college tuition,"she cackled. Just like the evil witches.

"You're so fucking two faced," I shook my head and Moseley brought in Tia. She was pretty, just weird...really weird.

"Take off your shoes princess,"mom smiled,and I groaned as if I could read her hypocritical thoughts. Her thoughts were probably:

Eew look at those shoes...what the hell are those? And those teeth...as yellow as the sun. Where would Jake get something like that?

"Jake...I brought in the bristol board, and other goodies," Tia eagerly clapped. Goodies? Really?

"Great," I forced a smile as Brant entered. He had it really hard in life...fitting in with whole transsexual stuff. It was offensive to call him a girl. He was assigned the female gender at birth but it was soon recognized that he had an imbalance of hormones. More being that of the male.

"Hey Brant,"I waved him and he shared a small smile. I understood his insecurity. People (especially my mom) had to let go of all criticisms on others and live life. Why judge?

" I brought the info," he shyly stated. "Darling shoes off please...this decor is top class," mom chirped. "Sorry ma'am," he awkwardly smiled. " Oh...no problem," mom walked away. Her thoughts were most likely:

Is that a boy or a girl.Damn! Where does Jake get these things

i was aware that my mother was about the most hypocritical person out there. " So follow me to the study room," I cooed and Tia and Brant trailed behind me. "Study parlor...its a parlor," I heard mom say but I ignored her.

"Your house is like goals," Tia marveled at the shit around. I admitted, the house was pretty decent looking, but shit didn't get me anywhere.

"seat guys and let us get this thing going," I waved at the recliners. " Neat," Brant mouthed.

" So La Notre Dame...what did you find out?" I inquired. Since when was I interested in school work?

" Err," Tia began listing some small facts which she got, and Brant continued with more in depth info.

The day went by quite quickly,and the project was very amusing. Brant opened up and Tia, really wanted me to be her first kiss. The normal me would take her...right there at the moment. But I felt strange as if I was indebted to someone. And it sucked ...really sucked.

I kept thinking about Tracy. I wondered how she spent her day