Give Me Your Love

1.

"beep beep beep beep" my alarm clock rang

I got out of bed and rubbed my eyes on my way to the restroom to get ready for school.

"I don't wanna go to school" I whispered to myself while I looked in the mirror

I brushed my teeth and washed my face and put on my clothes and headed to the living room.

I live in a 2 bedroom house with my mother "Kamehl Dean" , in the ghetto . its not the best but were going to get out of here soon.

if your wondering where my dad is, he got killed and shot 3 years ago in this neighborhood. which I don't care cause he used to beat my mom and be disrespectful to her . the last time I checked my mom was the only one that payed the bills in this joint. he didn't have a job nor anything that occupied him was selling drugs and being an acholholic like he was.

" hey ma" I said while walking in the living giving her a kiss before i headed out the door

" hey baby, have a good day at school" she said while she still was sleepy.

"okay ma' see you later" I told her

"be safe mamas baby , I don't want anything to happen to you, your the only thing I have left" she said while hugging me

" okay love you" I said while walking out the door.

my mom was right, I really was the only thing she has left, she doesn't have a husband nor boyfriend cause she's afraid that she'll get beaten again. but I try to tell her its not true.

I walk to school because no buses come to my neighborhood on how bad it is. the school is only 10 minutes away.

I stopped by my best friend house to pick her up. her name is Deesha Main , she is the only one that understands my life and what I go through. I met her when I was only in 6th grade,  we used to hate eachother.  but evientually we came together and understood one another, from right to wrong.

"hey boo" she said walking out her house

"was sup lil ugly" I told her while giving her a hug

"soo, how my moms doing" she asked referring to my mom

"she doing good, working her ass off as usual" I told her

see she understands me , cause her mom died in a car crash when she was 8 years old. she goes through so much  cause her father left when she was only 2 years old. she never understood why, but what the hey it happened.

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we arrived at school and parted our way through the crowed hallways.

I go to C.E. King High School in Brooklyn , New York. the most violent school in the city.

I arrived in 1st period , and sat down in my desk all the way in the corner of the class, in the back. I sit back there cause you can see any and everything that happens in class. just in case some dumb fool try to shoot up the school or something.

I be first one to get in class, because breakfast at this school is disgusting, but the lunch is good.

I sat in class for the next 15 minutes. by then the tardy bell rung. by then I say everyone was in class.

"how was you guys weekend?" Ms.Patoley asked

"shit I didn't wanna come back to school, know what I'm saying!" Jamal said. he is the class clown forreal

"Jamal Jenkins , watch your mouth, your always using profanity" she said in her sweet voice

20 minutes into class Ms.Patoley was writing on the board about How to disect frogs. When we were taking notes , the door opened and here comes Quante, the biggest drug dealer in the neighborhood. don't get me wrong, he is cute but he is also dangerous.

"Quante, Why are you late?"  Ms.Patoley asked. she already known he comes in class late everyday you can almost say.

he walked to her and tryed to charm her like he always do.

I honestly think that they have something going on with each other.

"Ms.Patoley , you ain't gone let a nigga get pass boo?" he asked so seriously

"Quante, I let you get by for the whole year" she sais blushing

"this is my last time ms. it won't happen again" he said lying again

Once he was done talking to her, he came to his seat which was in front of me.

"aye ma' you gotta pencil or some shit" he asked while licking his lips

"who me?" I asked curiously

"yea you" he said looking me up and down

"oh sorry, yes I have a pencil. but not to be rude are you going to do work anyway?" I asked concerned

"nah ma' you right I ain't gone do none. Lil Ms. gone pass me either way" he said in a confident voice.

"okay" I said bluntly

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