It was the last day of the week.The day everyone looks forward to. Friday.
Chresanto stepped into the shower and let the warm beads of water pour down on him. He rubbed his right hand through his short curls as the water trailed down his chest into the crevices of his toned abs.
He just stood there for a while. Thinking. We all have our thinking time in the shower, don't even trip.
For two minutes, he thought about what has happened these past few days. He wondered what would happen today, at school, after school, &more specifically at the sleepover with Jacob this weekend.
He then grabbed his wash cloth and bar of soap. He rubbed the soap into his cloth.Then, he leaned over to place the soap back in its compartment.He began to wash up,running the wash cloth along every feature of his body.
After a twenty minute shower, (that's including his thinking time) he had rinsed his body and stepped out of the shower.He grabbed his towel,dried off, lotioned up his smooth tan skin, then dressed himself in a plain white v-neck,some faded blue jeans with his red Gucci belt,& his red and mostly white Jordans.After brushing his teeth and fixing up his hair with grease and a small comb,he checked himself in the mirror making sure he looked good.
"Yep. " he said to himself.
He walked into his room to gather his items for school.
"Baby, breakfast is ready!" his mother called out.
"Alright, I'm coming! " he responded.
He grabbed everything he needed and made his way down their long wooden steps. Once he hit the last step the aroma of his mother's southern style breakfast hit his nose. He took in a big whiff of the smell and exhaled smiling to himself. He strolled into the kitchen to see his mama placing their plates onto the island counter.She took a seat in one of the stools they had there, soon joined by her son.He gave her her daily hug and kiss.
"Morning mama." he said.
"Goodmorning baby. " she said hugging &kissing him back.
Chresanto took out his phone and checked for any messages or anything. He had none, so he placed it on the counter next to his plate.
"So.. your new friend, Jacob is it, he's still coming right ..staying all weekend?" his mama asked while cutting through her biscuit covered with gravy.
"Yep. He's supposed to be riding home with me today." Chresanto answered biting into his food.
"Yay! I can't wait. " his mom cheered.
"Why? " Chresanto laughed scrunching his eyebrows.
"I'm excited to meet your new friend. " she smiled. " And you know it gets boring with just me and you. " his mama said.
"So what I'm hearing is ..I'm boring?" Chresanto said holding his fork into the air looking at his mom with narrowed eyes and a small smile.
His mama laughed. "Nahh Santo, I didn't say all that. " she nudged his shoulder a bit. "Cause you know,you and your personality ..are not boring at all. " she said.
They both laughed then she mumbled something.
"Bipolar a§§." she continued to eat while Chresanto's eyes widened. He turned and looked at her.
"I heard you!" he laughed pointing to her.
She looked at him and laughed. "Oops." she shrugged then kissed his cheek.
"A kiss ain't gone heal this damage! " he said fake tearing up&wiping the false tears .
Then,they both laughed as they continued to eat.
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Through His Eyes (Royce)
Fanfiction•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•° Chresanto August is a popular guy. He's liked from his looks and personality to his surprisingly sweet and caring nature. The seventeen year old boy has a major flaw, though. He exhibits homophobic behavior. ...