chapter 2

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Miguel's POV 

Wussup yall I’m Miguel. I’m 19 years old. I’m king pin around these streets. I’m mixed with Dominican and black. I graduated last year. Just because I’m in the game doesn’t mean shit. My momma didn’t play when came to education so she has been pushing me to graduate. I live in the suburbs, in a big house. i have a little sister and brother. Who I would do anything for. But enough about me back to the story.

I’ve been out all night selling. Shit Tired as hell and ready to go home. Me and my homeboys, was posted at the corner where we were usually do our business at. my phone ranged and it was this hoe that i would fuck and duck from time to time. ”wussup ma." I said as I answered the call walking to the other side of the sidewalk. ”hay papi. I know you want me to show you a good time tonight, so I was wondering do you want me to meet you at your place." usually I would say hell yeah, but instead I was sleepy. “ nah im good ma. But I’ll call you later.” I walked back to see all my homeboys laughing. They always laugh at some stupid shit. So I wanted to know what was so funny until I see my nigga Derrick walking up to some chick. " my bad. i didn’t mean to say that.  Here take this for an apology." I looked to see shawty embarrassed as hell, trying not to cry. And from seeing that I was furious. "ayo!!! yall leave shawty the fuck alone or yall gone deal with me you got that.!!! that shit not even fucking cool. so shut that shit up!!"  they all got quiet. I was about to walk up to ma to see if she was alright but before I could. The school bus came. Damn shawty was bad as hell she had pretty light skin, long curly hair, bedroom eyes and thick in all the right places. Damn if only I could get someone like that.

 

Summer’s POV

 

I arrived to school. And once i got off the bus, people were staring at me with discust on their faces. i just ignored it and went to my old locker that I had last year. “Bitch!! Omg you don’t know how much I’ve missed you.” I turn around to see my best friend Marilyn cheesing, getting ready to tackle me. “Hey girl...” i said hugging her. “Omg I can’t believe were finally senior.”

 

“yes I’ve been waiting too long to be one.” We arrived to class. And as soon we walked in I saw the same dudes from earlier. I just walked towards the back and put my head down. “Okay class. Please be quiet while I give announcements, my name is Mrs. Johnson and I will be your English teacher this year. So let’s hope that we will all have a splendid time in class." as the teacher started taking role. i was praying to god that she doesn't call me name."summer jackson." teacher said as her eyes was wondering the room trying to fing who that name belong too, i didn't want to say anything until one of the main thots said something. "summer now you know yo fat ass hear the teacher. damn stop acting like you cant here." everyone was laughing i felt so embarrassed. people in class was adding their own comments. i couldnt take the humiliation anymore so i ran out the class room crying. i ran towards the main exit not paying attention to what i was doing and bumped into someone hard. which caused me to fall on the hard ground."damn ma, you alright. i didnt see you my bad." looking up to see who it was. come to find out that it was the same dude that stood up for me this morning. while brushing off my clothes i said thank you under my breath. i guess he realize that i was crying cause when he studied my face, he had a concern look on his. looking down trying to make sure he dont see the tears beginning to form.he picks my chin up. " can you tell why a beautiful girl like you crying." 

 

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