**About a month later**
Chris:
It’s been about a month now since I started the Little Brother, Big Brother program. Well, I still kind of don’t want to be doing this but me and Jordan have become closer. I’ve noticed that I’m doing things for him not just to get good reports, but because I just want to. I’ve been getting better reports each week though. I noticed they got better as how much I cared for Jordan got stronger. Weird.
Me and Kid Red have been talking more often. I’m not going to lie, it felt good to talk to somebody who was like your brother before. I can be my complete self around him. He always kept it 100 with me though. At first, it was kind of weird to start having somebody around you again that kept it 100. People usually told me what I wanted to hear and not really what I needed to hear. I met his girlfriend too I think last week. She’s beautiful. The thing is, you can see when they look at each other that their love is real. But it’s also something else there when they look at each other. It’s like they both share a thought every time they look at each other. I never asked him their background before. The most he told me is that they met when he was still living in Virginia and she was on a business trip there. They fell in love.
He keeps telling me that I need somebody in my life… like a girlfriend. The thought of having a girlfriend made me cringe. I haven’t had a girlfriend since I was 17. Why the fuck would I want one now? Having bitches to fuck and suck when I needed it was fine for me. Like I said before, I don’t have any feelings for anybody like that. I don’t even think I know what kind of girl I would like if I were to like somebody.
My thoughts were interrupted by Skye walking into the rec with Jordan. “Happy birthday man!” I exclaimed dapping him up. He smiled. “Thanks,” he answered. I was standing by the entrance of the rec since I got here, waiting for Jordan to come. “Hey Chris,” Skye said to me. Over the past month, we came onto mutual terms. We talked now. It would only be hi and bye or we would talk about Jordan. There’s a couple times when the conversation might just be a regular one but it wouldn’t be long. She said if I’m going to be handling her child all day for as long as I’m doing the program, she needs to be at least aqquaintances with me.
She cool. She still crazy as hell though. But she’s cool. I find myself looking at her ass everyday though. When I first met her I didn’t pay attention to any of that because she got on my damn nerves when I first met her. She still do, but not as much. But now, I actually see how bad she is. I would fuck her. That’s it. I know that she wouldn’t be my type if I did have feelings for somebody.
“Wassup,” I said back, nodding my head at her. “So, what are yall doing today?” she asked. I shrugged my shoulders. “Probably just go to the art room, go out to the playground for a minute, play some ball. But first, I gotta show you something man,” I said, turning my attention to Jordan when I said the last part. He got excited and followed me to the art room.
“Oh my gosh!” he exclaimed, running into the room. I got him 4 life sized figures of his favorite superheroes that stood at the front of the room. There was a birthday caked sitting on one of the tables closest to the where I put the superheroes.
“Oh man, thank you Chris!” he yelled, moving Spiderman’s arm up and down. “Ma, look it’s the Iron Man!” he yelled to his mother, pointing to Iron Man. Skye walked over to the figures and stared. “Wow, thank you Chris. You made his day,” she said. I nodded my head and watched as she grabbed one of the figures.
“No fear! Superman is here!” she said in a deep voice, standing behind the Superman figure, holding the arms up, pretending to be him. Jordan laughed. She stood behind the Spiderman one. “Ohhh, I think my Spider sense are tingling,” she said. I chuckled a little bit. She crazy as hell in a good and bad way.
