For You |Omb Peezy|

01

La'Niah Cristale Means

"Why would you try loving a broken heart if you know its not able to love you back?" The guest speaker asked as he looked around the class looking for a volunteer to call on.

I raised my hand, but before he could call on me another hand went up, changing his way of direction. He quickly called on the unspoken voice, who we haven't heard speak since we've been here.

"Sometimes its not the heart thats broken, its the person. And a person there for them is all they need to fix the cracks" he spoke with power, as if he knew his answer was perfect.

"I disagree" I rose my hand "you can love someone in a meaningless way, by that I mean love has no calling. You can love someone without knowing. You're heart can be fixed and healed without at all notifying you" I pleaded my case causing him to whip his head my way. He sat his slouched over body straight before pulling his jet black hair back from over his eyes.

Before we could even begin debating, the Guest continued on.

"My two volunteers brought us to the next subject, what is love" he asked. This time, no hands went up. I took it upon myself to raise my hand.

"Love, is just love. Its an unexplainable feeling." I shrugged, not really knowing what to say. "Now I disagree" the same boy spoke as he licked over his chocolate coated lips. "Love is a sensual and attentive vibe you get. It's one that can take control of your whole body, or make you lose yourself. Its a feeling you get within the eyes of oneself. Love is the blood rushing and butterfly floating feeling you get in the stomach over a name mention." He explained.

"Yeah? Well how so ? For all we know love could be found through hate I argued." With a shoulder shrug. "There's a difference between flirting and loving" he emphasized both words, just as I was about to respond, the loud and life saving bell dinged upon our ears setting us free from the hell hole we were in.

It was now sixth period, which means lunch.

I gathered my belongings from the desk I was sitting in before I stood preparing to exit out of the class. I looked back at the chair making sure I wasn't forgetting anything before exiting the room heading towards my locker.

I slowly twisted the handle on my lock towards the 31, before twisting it to the right to the 9 and back to the left at 40. My locker then popped open, leaving me face to face with the plain inside that held my jacket and a boatload of my extremely heavy text books.

I threw my 3-ring binder inside before grabbing my jacket and shutting close. Today has been a long and stressful day, and lucky for me I'm a senior so I get half days. I grabbed my phone from my back pocket as I exited the double doors of the school. I can't wait til I can leave this motha'fucka

Perris "Peezy" Jamal Smith

"Who was shorty?" My brotha' iceberg asked as we exited the class. I chuckled and shrugged my shoulders. "Man you know I'on know. Some broad that wanted an argument I guess" I shrugged as we headed towards the exit side by side.

That was one of the joys of being a senior, getting to leave early. Unlike every other senior, we walked towards the bus stop awaiting for the metro to come. We didn't have cars because we couldn't afford them, and school busses only came at the end of the day, so this was our only option.

"You going to the trap today?" He asked looking at me for confirmation.

"Yeah fa'sho, But Im not gone be on'a block all day. Ima go lookin for a job later" I told him. He looked at me and smirked. "Its that serious huh?" He questioned making me nod.

"With her? Nah. But I got a child on the way and this lifestyle ain't my best interest. I dont want my actions to fall off on my baby momma or my baby" I told him. He nodded his head "I feel you" he told me.

My baby momma, Tasha was honestly a nobody. She was a coo lil broad I hit a couple times and ended up knocking her up. I aint love her, but she was carrying my seed so it was more like having love for her, plus she there for a nigga while I ain't got shit, so no matter how far I get she gone be my homegirl.

As I was thinking to myself, the bus pulled up. I pulled my bus pass out as I stepped foot on the bus, I heard footsteps running behind me and a voice yelling for to hold the bus.

I quickly thought of a way to stall until the person got closer before I stuck my card into the slot waiting for it to come back. This was an everyday thing in the hood, and if you don't stall the bus will look dead at you and pull away.

The voice thanked me as I just walked to the back where iceberg sat saving me a seat.

"You always doin that" he chuckled causing me to shrug.

"Thanks again" the same voice thanked me. I nodded before looking up seeing it was the same girl from class. "No pro'lem, but I never caught your name.." I stated as she began walking past me. "La'Niah" she paused "and yours?" She asked as she sat in an available seat behind me. "Perris, but call me Peezy" I told her. She nodded her head. "Okay, Peezy. So why I never saw you around before?" I shrugged "I don't even know, I don't talk much so you probably just never noticed me" I shrugged. "Dont do that" she giggled. "you never noticed me either" she smiled her gorgeous ass smile. If only you knew