Ever thought why do we do the things we do? Or why we do it?
I think about all that, every minute I get.
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Trevis
“Damn bae, hurry up. We got school." I said knocking on the door of the bathroom so Ziare can hurry up and get out. Cause a nigga gotta shit. “ Boy shut the hell up, don't rush me." She said coming out the bathroom in nothing but a towel.
“ Damn ma, don't tempt me nah. " I said grabbing her ass from under the towel. “ Stop bae. " She laughed as she walked into her room to get dressed.
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“ Come on, we late." I said to Ziare as we got into the car and drove off towards the school.
Zacari
“ Come on Cari , we finna go find Karisma supposed to be sister. My dad said as he grabbed the keys to the car and we headed out.
“ Do you know where she would be? " I asked . “ If she claims she Karisma sister she gotta be running they dads traps on the west. " He said as we pulled off into the direction of there trap house.
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Ziare
“ I have a question for you guys. What is the meaning of life to guys? I want to know what do you guys believe the true meaning of life is to you." Mr. Davis asked as I sat in the same class as Trevis.
Nobody raised there hand as if they were bored already of the subject we were supposed to be talking about.
Brittney the girl who feels as if she is better than everybody else raised her hand , Mr. Davis was eager that somebody actually raised there hand. “ Yes Brittney ?"
“ Life in my opinion is a purpose that we are all meant to find ourselves. Life is a choice to me , either you make wrong choices and decide your own destiny , Or you make the right choices and succeed." She said with confidence as if she knew her answer was the best.
I raised my hand because I like to give my own opinions and show that I can participate just like everybody else. “ Ziare what do you think is the definition of life? " Mr. Davis asked.
“ I believe that life is has no meaning. Everybody has a meaning and we bring that meaning to life. We people are the meaning of life , Whats the meaning of life Is a question your asking us , but were the answer. Life wouldn't be anything with out us. We shape our life, life doesn't shape us."I said satisfied of my answer.
The class clapped except one person, Trevis. “ I beg to differ Ma. " Trevis said. “ What are you trying to say? "
“ Well, I disagree. " He said leaning back on his chair. “ Everyone's entitled to their opinions." I argued. “ You right baby, I feel like you gave us part of the meaning of life , I just wanna finish it. Your partially wrong to me." He said nonchalantly. “ Well gives us your opinion Trevis." Mr. Davis gradually offered .
“ Right. Whats your opinion to the meaning of life?" I asked rudely. “ Damn Zi, I'm just stating my opinion." He smirked unfazed. “ Go on." Mr. Davis added on.
“ Life is a noun, you know the origins of life. I feel like its the steps we take to fulfill our lifetime. Family,love,work anything we do is a meaning to life. We want to fulfill our dreams. Life has no meaning like Ziare said We bring the meaning to life. Life ain't none but a dream we all in. We live to die. " Trevis states, rewarding him an applause from the class.
“ You two are both right , you guys are really open minded." Mr. Davis ranted on knowing we only had five minutes of class left until next period.
“ You trying upstage me now huh? " I asked sarcastically. “ Not at all, I was just letting you know I disagreed on some parts of your little speech." he said confidently. “ I see. " I said walking away before I let him reply back , as I headed to algebra.
Trevis
“ I bet. " She said as she walked off to her next class not even letting me reply back .
I was now walking into world geography late as usual even though I was right outside the classroom.
“ What is geography? " Mrs. Banks asked the class. “ The study of physical features of the earth and its atmosphere." I said out loud already knowing the answer as I sat in my seat in the back of the class. “ CORRECT, Your late -- Detention and answered the question when nobody else did. " Mrs. Banks said. “ That's some b.s --" I said.
“ Want another one? " She asked. I hurried up and shut my mouth.
“ Sppssst ." I heard while I felt some one mush my head while I was sleep. “ Sppssst. " I heard again as I lifted my head to see who was making me mad.
“ I'm pregnant, Congratulations." Brittney said with a weird grin. I used to mess with her before Ziare and I. “ The hell you mean you pregnant ?" I said under a whisper so nobody heard. “ You want me to say it in sign language to? you deaf? I said I'm pregnant and Its yours. " She said trying to get loud.
“ Lower your voice girl I don't need nobody hearing us. You get around. How I'm suppose to know its mine ? Your a ho , and plus I wrapped it up with two condoms. Nobody about to catch me slipping. " I said sure of myself . “ No boo, them cheap ass condoms ain't work. I'm pregnant. BY YOU , So you better go and tell Ziare before I do." She said walking away to go sit back in her seat.
Fuck! how am I supposed to tell Ziare about this , she really gone leave me already and I can't have that happened , I just got her and I'm not loosing her now.
“ Trevis ? class is over. Go to lunch now. " Mrs. Banks said. “ That's right , thanks. "
“ For some reason Brittney keep mean mugging me today in class. Didn't you used to mess with her?" Ziare asked me as we sat outside eating our lunch. “ Oh -- Uh , Yeah. None major." I hesitated trying to watch what I say. “ You okay? " she asked as I laid my head in her lap.
“ Bae, I'm good girl. Give me some lips though." I chuckled. “ Nah , you good. " Ziare played. “ Baeeee ! " I whined. “ FINE! " she gave in as she leaned down to kiss me. “ Fake ass kiss, come on lunch over. " I said trying to make Ziare mad.
“ Excuse you. " Brittney snarled as she bumped into Ziare purposely , as we were leaving school. “ Bitch I know you better go find you some damn tik tacs, Speaking all in my face." Ziare smartly said. “ Please, don't let that mouth get you into something you don't want to be in. " Brittney retorted back. “ What you tryna say? " Ziare asked confused. “ Ask Trevis. "
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Teen FictionZiare Channing. The one who has been called , fat, ugly, poor and so much more. She's grown up to be older than she is. Only sixteen and she has to play the role of a mother to her younger brother since her mom can't do the job that she's supposed t...