Chapter 23 (Macarevhic)

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Ebony finally returns to school again; I finally feel relieved. Ebony has also been wearing my necklace I gave her last Christmas, and that angel reminded me so much of her. I heard that punk Arod has dropped out of school, which he's an idiot. He was a senior with the NBA recruiters looking at him. Sometimes talent gets wasted on the wrong person. "So, Macarevhic boo, you think I could be your Valentine this year." says Drita from behind me. "I got somebody else sorry." I tell her. Her heart shaped face becomes gloomy. "Macarevhic I've been trying to get with you for years now and you still ain't giving me none. What's' up wit you?" Drita asks me.

"What you mean what's with me?" I already know the answer but I wanna hear her say it. Drita sucks her teeth and says, "N****A is you sweet or something." "Naw, Drita you're a pretty girl but being easy doesn't make you beautiful and it won't make nobody love you. I ain't sweet. It's just that I'm in love with another girl. I walk away to Chemistry class.

"Hey Ebony, how are you today." "I'm doing alright just trying to catch up with school work. I think I'm going to fail this semester. I've missed way too much school." "I could help you with your school work." I suggest. Ebony focuses on measuring the right amount of chemical into the beaker. "Umm, yeah sure I need all the help I can get. When the bell rings we'll go to the library." "Yeah that sounds like a plan."

Valentines Day is coming up soon and I still don't know how to tell her I want her to give me a try. It's a big risk considering everything she has gone through with Arod, but I know I can make her happy.

As I pull into the driveway I notice my Uncle Carlos, motor cycle in the drive way. That's weird because we only usually see my Uncle on the holidays. I hope nothing is wrong I hurriedly walk through the door, and my mama, abuela and Uncle Carlos is sitting at the small wooden table looking at my mama's laptop.

"Hey, what's going on?" I say as I stand behind mama's chair. "Hey, Mr. Superstar!" my uncle greets, giving me a pat on my back. "What's going on?" My mama just continues to sit there with a big smile on her face.

"Abuela, que esta sucediendo?" "Oh Macarevhic your are going to be a big star!" exclaims Abulea cupping my face in her delicate hands. "Look at this my boy." Uncle Carlos says hitting the play button on a you-tube video. It's a video of me singing at Thanks giving. "How did this happen?" I ask. "I recorded you and I put you on the internet, and you are popular son. Look at this three million views, and it's growing day by day."

Three million people saw me singing. "The comments are all good well 95% of them that is." My uncle continues on. "That's good and all but like I could actual be a star." I laugh. "You never know son." mama says. "I got a good feeling about you kid, you got a nice soulful voice, and people will love you." my uncle praises.


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