Living.Loving.& Playing Da Game (Urban Story)

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Aria
*buzzz buzzz BUZZZ*
I lay on the couch staring in darkness knowing that I need to get my black ass up. Everyday I dread going to that grimy disgusting school ,EVERYDAY. "Maybe I should just drop out and become a stripper ,I know my ass would make major cash." I laughed at the words coming out of my mouth. I got up and went straight to the bathroom and made sure the door was locked. I cut the shower on and waited for the water to get hot ,which it takes about 5 minutes TO DO THAT! After I got done I smelled the "sweet" aroma of weed "tinks up". I swear I wear the smell of weed on my clothes like perfume. I went into my clothes hamper and just put something simple on. A burgundy hooded jacket with a white medium crop shirt and some grey joggers. I also had my grey and white Jordans on which i absolutely adored. I dont go to school to impress anyone ,I don't have any friends and the boys are so immature and not my type at all. For example , this boy name Don be all up in my face every minute of the day ,begging to have a one night stand. What ever happen to niggas taken you on dates and working they way into your panties? I know I know, I sound old fashioned but I just can't let no dude fuck me and don't have my best interest at heart. I just want someone to shower me and gifts and won't have me out here feeling unappreciated. I will not be looking like a stupid bitch to no one ,I have too much pride for that. I grabbed my all black Nike book bag and headed out the door. My school was only a few blocks away from Tink apartment so it was like a 25 minute walk , which is not long for me at all. I usually pull my phone out and jam out to Pandora, but some junky at school stole my fucking headphones. I guess I just will walk in silence this morning until I'll buy some new ones. Oh by the way it's Monday and I hate Mondays..

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" Aria Jones report to the main office".
What the fuck did I do now ..
I got up and grabbed the pink pass from my 5th period teacher ,and headed down the stairs to the office. "Someone just called Aria Jones down" I said to the "office worker lady.." " Okay ,principal Wallace wants you to go into her office." I started to feel worried ,maybe the school found out I'm not living with a appropriate guardian. I softly knocked on her door and walked in. " Good evening Ms. Wallace." " Hey Aria, you are not here for any trouble so you can relax. I called you here because you have an outstanding offer from the writing committee downtown. Me and your English teacher recommended some of your work to them and they accepted it. Thing about it is... the committee says they have been emailing you for weeks and you haven't been replying to any of the emails."
Damn how am I suppose to explain this to her... I know I been getting emails but there is no way I am going to have time to do anything with my writing. I have too go to work and provide for myself and support tink weed habits.
"I'm just not interested in doing the whole writing thing ,I have a job and I'm busy with school. I don't have the time for it ma'am." " Well ms . Jones I can't make you do anything you don't want to do ,but I do recommend you to atleast try it out. You have the gift of writing and I don't want you to let it go to waste. Come to me anytime you want to talk about this opportunity."
I got up and said bye to Ms . Wallace and got back to class right on time for lunch and I just erased all of the writing gift shit out of my head.
The bell finally ranged and students poured out into the halls and outside the school. I didn't really rushed because I had too go to the dollar store for I can buy me some cheap headphones until I have some more money to buy some expensive ones. I started walking up the block from the school and I heard some niggas hollering at me from the corner store. One in particular looked very familiar than the others. Dre.. he used to help my brother out with money. He gave my brother some simple tasks or whatever and gave him some money in return. When I looked at him his eyes locked with mines and I knew he recognized me. I started speed walking cause Dre was bad news and I don't want no contact with him. I heard foot steps behind me so I went
into the highest speed of speed walking ever. I still wasn't fast enough though , he grab my arm and turned me to him. " Aye ma, I ain't tryin to hurt you. Let me holla at you for a minute." " I got somewhere I need to be ,maybe next time." He paused for minute, with a tight grip on my wrist.
"Wait... you Mike lil sister ain't it?" "Don't it look like it... let me go I got somewhere to be"
" Damn you grew up good good ma, you bout 19 ain't it?"
"No nigga, how about 17. Like I said bye." I yanked my hand out of his grasp and started walking away. Niggas way to bold ,especially Dre ass..