"Tyrese! you're going to be late, take the suit case to the car!" Ms Dorothy my foster mom shouted. I was now packing the last of my things from out of the apartment Ms. Dorothy and i once shared. "Just a minute!" I shouted back. As I stood there taking the last look of my room, I remembered how clearly I understood what this mean't and the seperate lives we both would have.
Okay so this is me Tyrese 'whatever last name I'll be getting soon', I live in Fort Lauderdale Florida with Ms. Dorothy, the one mom I've known for 16 years 'if you count next week of my life'. Last week she got a note that I would have to leave and go and live elsewhere because she could no longer support me. So they believe, for I know that's a lie. You see things just started to change suddenly in our lives.My dad, well my foster dad died in a car crash. The teachers at my school thinks that I'm not coping well with the situation, and not to mention my coach who thought he mentally lost the best player on is team. well honestly I'm not and a nigga like me may never be sober. What the hell did they expect from fucking me. I mean I already lost my real father and the one that's suppose to steer me died for a lunatic son of a gun. So guess what blame a bitch!.
So the truth was Ms. Dorothy could no longer take care of me. She is now badly out of shape, she cries every night for her loss,she got fired from work because she could no longer keep up and that shit really fucks.
I zipped my suitcase, said my last fairwell to my room and went down stairs. "Yo Dog!" My home man Deli shouted. "Don't you see me calling you man,were you gonna bounce without hitting us up" I grabbed him by the neck and scratched his head like I always do when I saw him then we both had a little laugh. " No! I was gonna go over your room before you came,you know we don't roll like that ". My phone started ringing, I looked at the caller ID and saw it was Natasha, my ex girlfriend. Deli dragged the phone from me the same minute, looked at the screen and hissed his teeth " man I thought you was done with that bitch for good". In fact I was but I didn't answer, it was going to lead to an argument with me and my homie that I rather not get into the last minute before I'd leave for the big city.
Deli likes Natasha from way back as pre school. I used to tease him about his baby days crush but he always denied so i sort a teach him a lesson. Nothing major cause I never fucked her. I don't know how or why Deli liked her in the first place cause she always just talking and some times I just had to tell her to shut the fuck up. A nigga needs peace, and her presence meant 'peace never!'. I actually stopped talking to Natasha the same week i started talking to her,I mean I was never at it with Deli so never flipped her but you know i saved her number as 'ex chick' to get Deli pissed off whenever' he sees. My style.
"Tyrese" This time I went to Ms. Dorothy the minute she called my name." It's for you she murmured " I walked towards her holding up the house phone,Deli right behind like my Secretary."Hello..oh coach..yea I'm leaving soon. I know coach, i'll always be a Wolverine! A woooooo" I smiled and hung up, knowing coach he'd never feel good if I were to leave without him having me swear to always be a Wolverines, well that's my team's name
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Tyrese
Teen FictionThis book is about a Teenager who is a male who migrated to the city of New York to live with his rich foster parents. The ways of the city was unfamiliar but once he finally settled,he became one of the most popular player who was the center of att...
