Shaping Up

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Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice
I say the darker the flesh then the deeper the roots
I give a holler to my sisters on welfare
Tupac cares, if don't nobody else care

My P.O. yanked my headphones out. "You want to do this right now, Mayers?"

The class turned back to look at me.

"No, but you do. Pac not interrupting the class, you are"

'Get up' She mouthed.

I don't know why she was being a pansy now.

"Bruh, I'm not going nowhere with you. You sitting with me for whaaaaat? I passed the piss test" I sucked my teeth. "You bothering me now. I'm going to have to file a report"

A couple people laughed, and Dianna looked at me like she was mad at me.

My P.O.  yanked me up out of my chair and escorted me up out of the class.

She pushed me up against the wall. "You are as hopeless as you want to be"

"I am passing my class. I get a D+ on a test and you go batshit crazy"

-

I sat in the dark with Dianna, guiding her aim. Pulling the trigger with her. Reloading bullets.

"You mad sweaty"

"Well I'm shooting bullets off into the dark. I've never shot a gun before and I think I'm getting good at it. Plus I-"

"Does that scare you?"

She swatted at her ear. "Damn you are so close, Rakim"

I laughed lowly in her ear. "You sitting between my legs. How much more distance do you want?"

"Shh" She sat the gun down on the ground, and started to stand up.

I pulled her down. "It's not your job to investigate, baby"

I heard her suck in air, while I listened out for sounds.  "I don't hear anything. Let's keep practicing"

I saw her scared eyes glistening just barely.

She shook her head no.

"You right. I should take you home. I lost track of time so that's my fault"

She relaxed when we got to my car.

"You have to guide me to your house" I said. "I forgot how to get there" I got off at an exit smoothly.

"You can just drop me off at the Best Western downtown"

I eyed her skeptically. "What you doing down there?"

"Mind your business, pretty boy"

"You meeting somebody?" I rolled up to a Chinese takeout place.

"No, I'm just sleeping there by myself" She got out the car too.

-

"Whitney, you sound stupid!" I spoke loudly into the phone. "It is the fact that you withholding information from me that effects me and they way I move. I don't care about all of that other shit. That's what you fail to realize. I'm not talking to you right now" I hung up my phone and tossed it on the floor.

"It's amazing your phone hasn't cracked" Dianna forked fried rice into her mouth.

"I was about to throw it at the window. I caught myself" I laid back on the sheets and stretched. "This is nice. Hold on, I'll leave in a minute"

"Okay"

I stretched out on the bed and got too lazy to get up.

-

Over the course of the night, our bodies mushed together.

I woke up first and checked my phone.

Nothing interesting happened.

Ella sent me a picture of her son with braids like mine.

I told her to take them doo-doolets out of his hair and sent her money through the cash app to get him a haircut.

She asked me to take him because she had a dentist appointment.

Dianna pulled at my braids and I looked at her. "Ayo, I have to go do something. When are you leaving?"

She sucked in air and stretched before opening her eyes.

"I'm leaving at checkout" She said. "See you later. Don't speak of this"

"I should be telling you that. Don't speak of this" I got up and brushed my teeth with those complimentary toothbrushes they had in the bathroom.

-

I got home and my P.O. and mother were both waiting on me.

"I think you need an ankle monitor"

"I bet'chu shit not going on my ankle. Not for long atleast. I WASN'T DOING NOTHING WROOONNNGGG. I was at a hotel doing work with Dianna. She not even like that"

"Daddy, up" The little one pulled at my leg.

I pulled him up and he laughed wildly.

"-and then I went to get him. You see his cut? It's nice, ain't it? Look at it some more. At this point, you dick riding so you can get me arrested. Well I don't give a fuck. Put me back in jail" I said.

"Rakim shut up!" Pink Bonnet Lady said.

"I do not respect you, lady. Leave me alone. I haven't respected you since I been fatherless. Fuck you, you only saying that cause you need me"

"Pitiful, just pitiful. You don't know how pitiful you are" My P.O. said.

I want her in a body bag.

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