The next morning was another school day. I'm beginning to grow my hatred for school back. I rolled over on my grandmothers bed only to lye in the empty space. My eyes flickered open and adjusted to the light. My grandmother is probably downstairs making breakfast as usual. I heard the shower water running so Zonnique must be in the shower in here. I got up from my bed and went back into my bedroom. I went into the bathroom and well y'know showered. Once I was finished with showering, brushing my teeth, and overall getting dressed I raced down the stairs. My grandmother was sitting at the kitchen table waiting on me. And so was that food!
"Bahja close your mouth. You'll catch flies!" My grandmother joked. I slick rolled my eyes and sat at the table and began digging in. Man was this food heaven! Zonnique raced down the stairs and plopped in a chair next to me. She too demolished her food. Once we were both done we quickly did the dishes and thanked my grandmother. Zonnique and I raced to the bus stop, our backpacks bouncing up and down every step, and our hair soaring behind us. We made it just in time to see the bus rolling up to the bus sign. I made my way up the few steps with Zonnique on my tail. I sat in my regularly seat by the window while Nique sat by the aisle way. The bus took off to our school.
I watched as Chresanto August did his push-ups. Coach screamed at me to finish mine and stop slacking off. Blah blah blah! I don't care. Once everybody was finished with our beginning class exercises we all sat back on the cold steel bleachers. I beat Rayan to the empty seat next to Zonnique. I smiled in victory as Rayan scoffed and went to go find a new seat. Nique handed me a bottle of water.
"You seemed parched when you were doing the beginning class exercises- I mean watching Chresanto do pull-ups is really tiring isn't it?" Zonnique joked. I stuck my tongue out at her and rolled my eyes and punched her arm.
"You have a booty tongue." Nique giggled.
"Shutup!" I semi-yelled. She's so irritating!
"Ah yes Mrs. Rodriguez! Thanks for volunteering." The coach said.
"But I didn't-"
"Mrs. Rodriguez it's simple. Run the three laps or get the referral." Coach yelled. That referral sounded real good but I ain't trying to get a cap busted in my booty hole by my grandmother. And plus even if she didn't use a gun she was old school so she would give me them old school twitch beatings. I ain't for it. Zonnique laughed as I walked down the bleachers one by one and row by row. Once I got down there I stood at the beginning line like coach told me to. I saw Chresanto making his way from the top bleacher to the first row. He grinned at me showing them vampire teeth and then he licked his lips. That sure gave me inspiration because once coach blew that whistle, I was goner than a stoner. After my three laps coach smiled which meant I did good.
"Rodriguez you get two days off from exercising." Coach said. The class erupted with "That ain't fair!"s and "What?"s. Oh suck it up losers. I went back to the steel bleachers and sat back next to Zonnique. Her facial expression was priceless and her mouth hung agape. I smiled and closed her mouth.
"You'll catch flies." I said.
After Gym we had Calculus. When the teacher asked questions the only person who raised their hand was Zonnique since she loved Calculus. Me on the other hand, hates Calculus. And I bet I said that for the rest of the class too. I was knocked out my thoughts and sleepiness when the teacher called on me. Out of all these teenagers...she picks me.
"Mrs. Rodriguez what is the answer to number thirteen?" The teacher asks. I analyze the paper but come up with nothing.
"Mane I don't know." I gave up.
"I don't know will not be a tolerated answer Bahja!" She yelled.
"Well I want to know what you want me to do! Because when I get my tests back I get one hundred percents. When you call on me in class I get one percent." I lean up.
"Are you saying I'm not a good teacher?" She sat down her pointer stick and leaned on her desk.
"No ma'am." I mumbled. She scoffed and just ignored me the rest of the class. Zonnique looked at me an wrote the answer for number thirteen on my paper. She then smiled at me. My best friend is my miracle.
Short I know. My computer is dead so I had to do it on my phone. But still how was it? I need some feedback guys. Please and Thank you. Also check out my new story "Make A Change"
