Jacob Perez..
I walked into the loud, ghetto school, a bit nervous to say the least. These kids looked like thugs and I was pretty much afraid of losing my wallet and possibly my life. I know what you're thinking, some scary punk he is, right? Well, this isn't exactly the life I'm used to. Before my dad's company went into debt, we lived in a luxurious penthouse, but after the debt, we lost our house and we had to sale the company. Now we live in some ghetto projects with thugs and gangsters on every block, prostitutes and pimps fighting, and baby-mommas yelling at their baby-fathers. I mean, baby daddies. See, the hood life just isn't for me.
Anyways, once I made it to my locker, I quickly opened it and put my science book in it since it was heavy and science was one of the last classes of the day. I slammed my locker shut and turned to head to my class, only to come face to face with a blue haired hood rat. "Wassup, pretty boy you new here?"
I scratched my arm uncomfortably and replied,"Yeah." She stopped smacking on her gum and blew a bubble right in my face. How rude! "Oh, well I could, like show you around. My name's Star."
I gave her a small but pleasant smile. "No, thank you. I'm fine, but thanks for the offer." She rolled her eyes and walked away, throwing her hips trying to make her butt look bigger. I shook my head and hurried to my first class, Family Consumer Science.
When I walked in, the class was immediately silent. All eyes landed on me, and a few flirty giggles from a couple of ladies and maybe even a few guys. The teacher took one look at me and greeted me nicely. "Hello, I'm Ms.Minaj. You must be our new student, Jacob?"
I nodded and ran my fingers through my fro."Yup, that's me.." I heard a few snickers and giggles. My voice. My "white boy" freaking voice.
"Well, you can take a seat anywhere," Ms.Minaj said, smiling. I shrugged and walked towards the very back. I sat down and put my head on my desk. I hate this place already!
Mrs. Minaj stood at the front of class and smiled. "Alright, class. Partner up. Jacob, I know this is hard for you on your first day but we have a parenting assignment. You can have same sex parents if you want just find a partner."
I huffed and looked around the class. Almost everyone had a partner, if I didn't hurry, I would be a single parent. I stood up and spotted a girl in the front with her head down, probably sleeping. I knew if I picked her I would do all the work.
Just as I was about to give up, someone tapped me. I turned. Star. She smirked. "No partner, pretty boy? I'm available." She was still going in on that poor gum.
I shrugged. "Will you be my partner?" She smiled and nodded. "Sure." I sat down at my desk and waited for Ms.Minaj to give us more information about the assignment. To my surprise, Star came and sat in my lap.
"What are you doing?" I asked, frowning. She giggled and shifted in my lap, facing me. "If we're parents we gotta act like it," she replied, flipping her long blue hair. I nodded slowly, feeling a bit uneasy but I let the feeling pass.
"Alright class," Ms. Minaj began. "Since everyone now has a partner, will the 'fathers' come and get the babies while the 'mothers' get all the stuff you will need to take care of them?"
The class hesitated but eventually we all got we needed and went back to out seats. I looked at the baby doll, sexy just like his daddy. I chuckled to myself at the thought and looked at Star. She wasn't as bad as I thought. I guess her ghetto attitude was what threw me off. She's actually gorgeous.
"Dang, nigga. You really staring at ole girl over there." I snapped out of my daze and looked in the direction of the voice. Who I saw was a guy with two braids hanging from each side of his head. He had style, too.
I chuckled, embarrassed. "Nah, just thinking." He smirked and laughed, "Ard, whatever you say, man. I'm Ray, though." I gave him a nod and smiled a little.
"Jacob." He nodded and turned to a dude with small curls. "Aye, Chres, fresh meat, my nigga!" I hoped that was a joke. Chres, I guess that's his name, turned and laughed.
"Wassup, boy! You look nervous, my man. You good?" Chres asked, smiling. I nodded. He chuckled. "Squad ain't looking for you, man. Chill out."
Squad? I nodded, once again. "Who's squad?" I asked. Chres smirked, "Some niggas you needa stay away from. That's who. Just keep ya distance and you good."
I shrugged. "Aiight."
[ 3:15- After School- ]
After hanging with Chres and Ray, I met a couple people. Corahn, Ricky, Porter and Khalil are really nice people. They did make fun of my "white people" ways, though. They said I need to loosen up and get ghetto. That made me laugh but maybe they right.
"Aye, Jay-Man! C'mon, we all gone kick it at my house with a couple if honeys. You coming?" Chres asked, hopping in his car, a black 2012 Jeep. I shrugged.
"Yea, I guess so." I unlocked the doors to my new edition all white Lamborghini. My mom and dad lost their cars but I wasn't giving up mine. Aha!
Ray's eyes budged and he said, "That's yours, my nigga?" I nodded, getting in. "Want a ride to Chres's?"
He nodded and got in. Before I could start the ignition, a large group of girls walked to my window. I opened the door and looked at them blankly, "What?"
One flashed a smile and finger the button on
my shirt. "This your ride, new boy?" she asked, looking at me. I gulped and nodded.
She leaned over and whispered, "You wanna take me for a ride?" I stuttered slightly and answered, "See, I would but I really gotta go. I'll talk you later though."
I started the car and drove off, leaving her and clique standing there, looking dumb. Ray was in the passenger seat laughing hard.
"That was Persia, the school hoe!" he said, holding his stomach and laughing. I shook my head. Maybe this school won't be too bad..
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So, how was my first chapter? I know it was kinda short and a little confusing because of all the talking but I was just trying to introduce the characters.
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