Work, work, work, work, work, work He said me haffi Work, work, work, work, work, work He see me do mi Dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt! So me put in Work, work, work, work, work, work When you ah gon' Learn, learn, learn, learn, learn Meh nuh care if him Hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt, hurting
"So what did you think?" Laura asked.
"Um, no. . ." I shook my head.
"Why not?" Eric said.
"That music isn't for me."
We were at Eric's house, after school.
"You just have to get used to it." Laura shrugged.
"Aye, Bryson!" Eric shouted, tilting his head back.
Bryson walked into the room looking annoyed. "What?!" He spat. Annoyance evident in his voice.
"What time grandma get off?"
"Nigga, I don't know. She said something bout working overtime"
"Sage, what time do yo folks want you back?"
"I wasn't given a time, but probably soon. My mother worries to much." I laughed slightly. "Where's your bathroom?"
"Last room down the hall. Imma be back"
I walked down the hall and bumped into Bryson by accident.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-"
He pushed me back into the bathroom and laughed, closing the door.
"I fucking hate you, Parsley. Go home"
"I never asked you to like me. Besides, you're blocking the only exit, so how Bryson? How?"
"I don't know why you think so highly of yourself. You're a shit person."
"What you think of me doesn't matter because you don't know me, and you never will because your attitude towards me is terrible for no reason." I stepped past him and left the bathroom, deciding to wait until I got home.
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"Sage, why are you drawing Bryson?"
"I what?" I looked down at the napkin I was drawing on, and sure enough it was Bryson.
"No the fuck she ain't" Bryson appeared, snatching the napkin from under the pen, making me draw a line through it.
"I can draw whatever I want, as I bought the bag of food the napkin came in and my mother bought the pen"
"Dollar store pens. You still using my face though"
"They work, don't they? If you keep acting like that, then no one will use it"
"Use it?" Laura questioned.
"I didn't know what to say, Laura. Geez"
Bryson threw the napkin back at me.
Instead of throwing it back at him, I scratched his eyes out and drew a thought bubble that had 'help me' written inside.
Laura peered over my shoulder. "You forgot the Nike check in his hat"
I drew a backwards Nike check on his hat. "There it is"
A horn honked from outside. "That's me" I grabbed my backpack. "Bye Laura. See you Monday"
I opened Eric's front door just as soon as he walked up the three steps.
"Bye, Eric"
"Bye Sage ▪No middle name▪ Wyatt" He nodded at me.
The ride home took a little longer than usual because there were multiple accidents, but I still got there before dinner time.
When I got there, I immediately took Danny from Camilla, going to my room.
I set Danny down on the bed and he began to climb my pillows.
"Danny!"
He jumped because I scared him and fell back on the bed laughing.
"You're so silly" I laid back on my bed and he scooted closer to me.
Danny put both of his hands on my side and lifted his legs off of the bed so that he was standing.
"You're not even standing on your own, Danny. I'm not some kind of stand for you"
He stuck his fingers in his mouth and pulled them out, letting a thick coat of drool coat the side of my shirt.
"Keep your drool to yourself, sir"
He tried to talk back to me mumbling different sounds.
"You can say all of that, but when I give you a bottle, you'd be out like a light."
He grabbed his foot and started whining.
Camilla came in with a bottle. "Here you are, Ms. Wyatt"
"Thank you"
She nodded and left.
I sat Daniel on his butt and gave him the bottle.
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He began to close his eyes.
"I told you" I said and watched him as he sucked on it, swallowing every few seconds.
I let go of the bottle and it fell.
He whined and broke out crying.
"You know how to hold it" I lifted the bottle back to his mouth and took his small hand in mine, eventually placing both of his hands on the bottle, letting go soon after.
I cleared a space off on my bed for him to lay on before I scooped him up and burped him.
I set him on the bed afterwards and he rolled over to his preferred position.
