Fortune

Fortune ~ Chapt. 1

Fortune

Chapt. One

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Christopher Maurice Brown

"Fuck."

I groaned and made myself get out of bed. It's the first day of school and I'm already done. I'm not one to sleep all day, but waking up at 6:30 in the morning is not about to cut it. Hell nah.

"Stink, you up," my mama came to my door.

I finished putting my watch on and opened the door. "Yes, good morning."

"Morning," she smiled at me. "I won't be here when you get home from school. Have a good day. Love you," she kissed my cheek and walked away.

"I love you too."

I walked down the stairs to my driveway and hopped in the car. This is my baby. I drove to the school in silence and wished I could just turned back around and get back in my bed.

"Chris! My nigga," Rio dapped me up as I walked in the cafeteria.

"Rio! What's up wit'cha," I laughed. This nigga is hype as hell.

"I'm ready to get this day over with already."

"I feel you dawg," I nodded in agreement.

"Y'all don't ever want to be here. Stop complaining all the damn time," Sochitta smacked her lips.

We walked over to the table where everybody else was. We weren't really that excited to see each other though. We spent like almost every day of the summer together. Random ass road trips and kickbacks. Summer was good as hell.

"Yo Chi, we need to find you a female friend," Michael mugged her.

"What's wrong with me hanging with y'all," she asked and furrowed her eyebrows. Ah, hell.

Michael shrugged. "Nothing, I'm just saying. It ain't a good look for a female like yourself to be hanging around with a bunch of dudes."

She crossed her arms and pursed her lips.

"A female like myself? What am I like Michael? Please enlighten me a little bit. Everybody in this school knows we all chill together. And everybody at this table knows damn well I ain't fucking any of y'all. So, please tell me what the damn problem is."

The look on Michael's face was hilarious. Nigga just got told and he didn't have shit to say about it. Rio and Keeis laughed with me as Michael stood there all awkward and shit. He shot us the finger and stood up.

"All seniors report to the large gym. All seniors report to the large gym," someone said over the intercom.

I'd be damned if everybody didn't move at once. I had niggas shoving me and females trying to feel on my dick. This one chick held my hand the whole time we were trying to get through the doors and I don't even know who she is. Everybody from the crew found each other again and we sat on the same bleacher.

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Morgan-Riley Hurst

I walked into the gym and I swear it felt like everyone's eyes were on me. When I turned to walk towards the bleachers I just kept my eyes straight ahead and avoided eye contact with anybody. This one dude seriously said, 'Damn, ma. You trying to let a nigga eat that booty?' Shit pissed me off.

After the principal talked for what seemed like forever, I grabbed my bag and started following everyone else out of the gym. I had to practically bully my way through the crowd so I could make it to my first class on time. These kids have no respect for personal space.