2nd GENERATION

Chapter 6

AJ

I truly can't believe Antonio stole my song. The most personal song i've ever written. I wrote that song for my sister to express how I feel and felt about what she went through. I wasnt able to express how I felt then but now, I can. I invited her to the talent show tomorrow.

I can't even get the song back because my Professor doesnt believe me. I can take it to the dean, but I doubt he wants to deal with this situation. Antonio was my boy, the betrayal is heart wrenching.

"So what are you gonna do AJ?" Trisha asks me as she sits next to me.

"I truly dont know. I approached Antonio but he completely convinced himself that its something he wrote. He is 100% comvinced that im losing my mind." I say leaning back on the bench were sitting on.

"Okay, soooo stop being pouty and go steal your song back." She says biting into her icecream cone.

"You know thats not normal right?" I say raising awareness.

"Whats not? Promoting stealing?" She asks.

"No.. biting into your icecream cone like that. Its not normal. You cant be trusted." I say scooting away slightly.

"Oh come on! I apologize that you suffer with sensitive teeth you big baby." She says sticking her tongue out.

"Can I hold your hand?" I blurt out without realizing.

She looks at me embarrassed and shyly. "Um.."

"Im sorry, I dont mean to make you feel uncomfortable. I just want to hold your hand." I faintly say.

She smiles slightly then slowly reaches for my hand. I look down as she grabs it and my stomach twist and turns. Her hands are so soft and It feels like she just completely cleared up my mind.

"Trisha..." I whisper then feel a slight peck on my cheek.

She gets up and fixes her sunflower dress. She pulls her ponytail to one side and interlocks her hands in front of her, resting against her.

"AJ. We can only be friends. When we are older, I will be your girlfriend, but as of now, only friends. We are too young." She says smiling.

I nod in complete agreement. "Scouts honor?" I ask.

She giggles then nods. "Scouts honor." She says as she turns away from me. "Get your song back AJ. You have a sister to wow." She says as she walks away.

I smile then get up and head in the other direction. I plant my hands deep in my pants pockets and walk slowly.

"Wowzers, what a girl." I whisper to myself.

I look up and notice Antonio across the way laughing with a group of people. I jog over to him and wait for him to notice me.

Once he does he tells everyone else he'll catch up with them later. He turns towards me then grunts.

"What are you doing? Stalking me? What You want AJ?" He says.

"I want my song back. Antonio, as much as you wish to believe it or not, that song is mines. I wrote that song for my sister. Its extremely important to me because that song is something that has to be expressed to her. Did you not read it? Huh? Do you not see what it says?" I say.

"Yeah I see what it says. That's why I completely rewrote it. It was truly depressing. I want the crowd grooving and cheering. Not crying and weeping." He says as he begins to walk off.

"Antonio, why is winning so important to you?" I ask him.

"Before you got here, I was the champ. I won every talent show we had. But now a musical genius comes everythings gotta change. Some of us actually worked our asses off trying to get here. You got here because mommy and daddy know people. What you think because the song is about your sisters rape im just going to give it back to you. Well im not. Welcome to the Music World AJ." He says walking off and bumping into the Dean.

"Dean Anders..." I say looking surprised.

"Mr. Michaels did I hear that correctly. Did you steal an assignment from your classmate?" Dean Anders says as he looks down at Antonio.

"Well, no, we was only acting. Going over lines..."

"Do I look like a bafoon? Do I look like I was born yesterday?" Dean Anders asks.

"No sir.. of course not.." Antonio says.

"Well, you are to return Mr. Alsina's song back, then report to my office immediately. Are we clear?" Dean Anders says.

"Y-ye-yes dad." Antonio says.

WOAH. He just said dad. As in father, as in he is dean anders son. As in this monkey brain insect had a handout. Wow, how original.

Maybe now, I should just get ready for the talent show. My family will be here soon. I missed them alot.