Dear Diary,Mamas sick, and she said I could stay home from school today. I love school and all but I love my mama more. So catering to her needs like she did when I was a baby is the best thing I could give her. But I really didn't want go to school today because something happened. When I was at school yesterday I saw him, yes him. He was dressed so cute in his new jordans, I wish mama could afford for me. His teeth always white, and of course shined bright, as he flashed them at all the girl. But of course they don't shine my way. They never do. I wrote a new poem about him though, wanna hear it ? Ok here it goes:
Lights engulf you as you are brought into the spotlight
Your name could be heard methodically throughout the room but you were only in search for one
Shy and timid she stood in the corner of the room ignoring the constant flashes of light and focused on her book
Allured by her nerdiess you were compelled by her beauty
Brown eyes shinning with hidden secret you wanted to unlock
Ignoring the flashes you approached her
She was stunned as you strode towards her
Eyes closed brave chest out you kissed her in an inferno of glory
Metaphorical fireworks burst from you chest as the realization hit you
You were kissing her
The love of your lifeIts so garbage huh ? I made this for him in Chemistry class when he was talking to August. They were talking about the most recent Giants game. Odell Beckham scored 3 of the 7 touchdowns. His jaw flexed as he talked. When he was excited his right arm contracted and when he was sad or mad his left arm contracted. He beautifully white teeth came out to play whenever he uttered a word. His waves were on slim and he had a fresh cut today. He was still growing out his mustache and his beard, it was a slightly much but non the less he still looked amazing.
Why couldn't I be like Beyonce or Meagan Good and just came out the womb beautifully and fearless. I didn't have the same courage mama did when she was in high school. She made friends with everyone and was so popular.
Do you think if I wore crop tops and booty shorts he would notice me ? Should I try it ? I don't know what to do.
"Onika !"
Gotta go mamas callin'. See you tommorrow.
-Onika TM
"Coming mama !" I place my diary under my bed and head across the hall to see what my mama wanted.
"Baby could you make mama some soup ?" She coughed into a tissue.
"Of course. What kind ?"
"Tomato Basil. "She coughed again. I grab her medicine and make her drink some.
"Give me a few. " I leave my mother to head downstairs in the kitchen. I grab a Progresso soup and empty the can into a bowl. I put the bowl into the microwave and look around for the crackers while it heats up. I found the saltine crackers just as the timer went off. I grab the bowl, crackers, and a sprite and head up to my moms room.
I grab a small pull out table and set it up, placing my mothers food on it.
"Bon appetite. "
"Thank you baby. " i kiss her cheek and head back to my room to watch TV. I turn on the latest episode of Scandal and lay down.
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Acquiescence
FanfictionAcquiescence ac·qui·es·cence ˌakwēˈesəns/ noun the reluctant acceptance of something without protest.