"JAYVONTE WAKE UP NOW!!". "I told you we were going to that new church today , leaving at 9:45 , either you be ready or you walk there " I hear my mom yell even though she's right outside my door. This is honestly pointless it's the like 4th church this month. She's convinced that this one will be it. It's honestly getting tiring . I sit up from my bed and check my phone.
"I'm so done with you and your shit , you ain't shit but a fagget ass liar" Noelle 8:45 A.M
It's way to early for her shit man. I text back good morning to you to and proceed to look in my closet for clothes. Flipping past my skinny jeans and hoodies to dress pants and suit jackets. Another two hours of me having to sit through some old guy telling me how I should live my life, isn't this going to be fun. I throw the beer bottle lying on my dresser in the closet, a long with the empty pack my black and mild came in. The last thing I need is to hear my mom mouth about another thing, she's still stuck on the whole suspended for 10 days thing but she'll get over it .
I finished getting dressed just in time for my mom to come bursting in my room.
"Which pair of shoes? The red ones or the black ones ? " she asks holding two pairs of heels
"The red ones make you look like a stripper plus it's not even the same type of red"
"Thank you poohbear , you look handsome by the way "
She knows I don't want to go so she's trying to be extra nice . "Are you ready to go now?" I ask with a little more harshness in my tone then I expected and proceed to walk to the car. The car drive is short we live only five minutes away from the church . We're late which isn't anything new for my mom. So by the time we get there the choir is already singing. We're told to sit in the back by one of the ushers. Such a fake a smile on his face . I guess it's youth day or something cause the people on stage look around my age. It's this girl on the stage looks around 15 . She seems to see me from where she's standing she's light skin and I'm pretty sure I've seen her around the mall a few times . My mom must have caught me smiling at her from my seat or something cause within seconds my phone vibrates .
"Look they have a youth choir !! You would love that!" Mom 10:15 a.m
"Yeah no thanks ma I'll pass".
Maybe singing up there wouldn't be such a bad idea I could definitely use a chance to get to know her but my mom and I both know we won't be here long enough for that. We never are . It's whatever I learned not to get my hopes up for things. Good things never last long for people like me , you get used to it after a while you stop expecting so much from other people and maybe it's just safer that way . You never can be let down if you never get hopes high. First lesson I learned in life. Good things happen to good people, and well people like me? We take what we can get it and drink until we forget that we're missing anything else. That's just the way it goes.
