It All Started In The Hallway

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"Shaunna , Time for school , it's your first day of 8th grade, don't wanna be late do you?" Mom said. "Coming mother..." I said faintly. I looked down at my stomach uneasily. I was three months pregnant. Yes , in 8th grade , I had just turned 13 a few days before , but still pregnant before I had a teen behind my age. My family didn't say much about it , they tried their best to be supportive, but I knew what they thought , how they felt. I was a failure in their eyes , a disappointment. I felt like a statistic , just that young black girl from around the corner who got pregnant young and will live the rest of her life dependent on welfare and have five more children before she's 22. But enough about that for now. When I arrived at school all students had to report to the gym to receive their schedules. I was extremely nervous to see my old friends. Did I mention that this was my first year at this particular school? I knew most of the kids here from elementary school, but after that, I split and went to a magnet school for two years only to be kicked out. While I was surrounded by kids who were waaaay smarter than me, had more money than me, both their parents at home and were basically better off than me, my elementary friends were all at Baltimore Middle School with the ghetto kids, where I felt I belonged. I tried my best to fit in at Frank White Middle Magnet School, but it just wasn't happening. Sure, I was popular..but I was the kind of popular you are when you're not real with yourself. Everyone knew me, everyone loved me, but they didn't love me, if that makes any sense. As I walked through the gym doors at Baltimore Middle School, I heard excited voices "OMG IS THAT DESHAUNNA?"  As I walked past a group of boys, they said in unison "Heeeeey DeShaunna" , I waved nervously and quickly found a seat. I was waiting on my two best friends to get there so I I could actually talk to someone I've actually seen in the past few years, but as they walked in they just waved and walked past me. I felt more alone than ever. I just sat and waited quietly. When all the names were called and all the schedules had been passed out, I was still seated. The principal Mr. Langley had asked that all students who had not received a schedule to come down to the table to get a temporary schedule until we were enrolled. When we got our schedules we were led by lines to our home room classes. As I walked up the stairs at the end of the line, I noticed that the boy behind me looked slightly familiar I blurted the first name that came to mind, "Wassup Lonni?". He turned around with a smile and spoke back. I had a brief conversation with him trying to see if he remembered who I was. He claimed he did and I was just glad that I had finally had someone to talk to, a potential friend. I didn't think much of it then...but now when I think on it, I realize, that's where it happened, that's where I met Lonni Thomas, the boy who would break my heart.

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