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[Lucas POV]
Another day in this s*** hole.
*Ring... ring* the sound of the school bell filled the entire classroom.
You don't understand how long I've been praying for this period to end. After this period which is "study hall" is lunch. Everybody knows that the school's lunch is a piece of s***.
Usually after this period
I meet up with my boys Devontae, Chris, and Marcus. We usually meet behind the school building In the parking lot. I don't have classes with any of them except the gym. I tend to keep my circle small as always, I honestly don't have time to be wrapped up in drama ya feel me. It gets boring.
"Aye wasssap". I said smiling, dapping my nigga Tae (short for Devontae).
Tae: "Mr. COlY". He said emphasizing on my name, he dapped me back while returning a bright smile.
Tae is like an older, lit kinda a brother to me, he's about 5'9. He's 19 and dark skin and always had a deep voice that made the ladies fall for him.
Me: "The one and only". I replied with a smile, dapping my other nigga Chris.
Chris..... Lil 'ole Chris how can I put this in the nicest way possible,
he's like an ANNOYING little B**** BROTHER I WISH I never HAD. This nigga just comes up with the dumbest s*** that never makes sense. he's about 5'7, he's 17 and brown skin. Sometimes I wonder if his parents ever dropped his ass on purpose when he was a child. He daps me back. I will Still and always have love her him.
Then I dap my final nigga, Marcus.
M: "I'm cooling Luc". He said dapping back with an implement smile across his face.
Marcus is like a cool, down to earth kinda brother. He will always keep everything 100 with you even if you don't want to hear it. He's my height 6'1, he 18 and also light skin. He's like the wise one in the group.
And me? I'm just me and forever will be me. Lucas Coly, 18 years old and I'm 6'1 light-skin, A senior attending William High school. Always in the studio, Always making money moves with my 'brovas. I don't gotta girl as we speak... I guess I don't need one.
C: "y'all tryna skip? I seriously needa' hit the strip club real talk". He said emphasizing the word "hit".
All of our heads immediately turned towards Chris for a min. I looked at Marcus, Marcus looked at me, Then I looked at Tae then he looks back at Marcus then we all looked at Chris again. I started clapping my hands together as loud as possible because he finally said something that I was thinking. "Give papa sum suggaaaaa". I said sounding like a 90-year-old man. I walked over to him and tried to give him a bear hug but he kept smacking my hands away, I finally hugged him and I looked up to the sky and whisper a thank you. As if God and I had a conversation. Marcus and Tae busted out laughing.
"Get the f*** off me 'witchu fruity ass". He said getting irritated, the way he talks it's like thuggish but squeaky at the same time (s***s hilarious). I let go and busted out laughing with Marcus and Tae, then Chris started laughing too.
M: "Let's get the hell up 'outa here". Marcus said still laughing a little. As we get into Marcus's Jeep I peep Chris glance down at his phone then started rubbing his eyelids with one finger.
"Is you crying dawg". I said making a NiggA F**** Is U cRyinG Fa look.
"Nah some s*** got in my eye look". He said opening his eyes so we can see.
C: "Sike!!!". He pimp slapped me and started laughing.
I smacked the back of his head and put him in a headlock.
"Nigga is just straight up stuPid". Tae mumbles shaking his head as he walks away.
"Stop laughing at your self, That ain't nice". I said to Chris. That when his whole face just changed.
"aye let me go". he said slapping my hands.
"That's yo friends". Marcus said referring to me and Chris as he looks at Tae. I put my hands up letting Chris and act like I don't know who Marcus he talking about.
C: "keep putting your hands up nigga, we finna fight". He said tryna soccer punch me but failed.
"Shut up.. Nigga been saying that since 6th grade". I said jumping into the passenger seat.
.........
The next early morning I was getting ready for school. We ended not going to the strip club, Chris dumb ass almost got himself into a fight, so the security guards told us to dip. I shake my head in disappointment. My mom started calling me to come downstairs.
"IM COMINGGG!!". I yelled, I put some cologne and fixed my hair in the mirror. I took one quick look at my self and said "Another day". And sighed. (I already took a shower and everything)
I went down the steps, the last step always had a squeaky noise every time your foot touches it. I check my phone to see the time.
6:20 A.M
My bus comes around 6:30. I don't take the bus, either I walk or Marcus picks me up. But my mom and her nigga don't need to know that.
"take the bus, is safer than walking blah blah". I started to remember what my mom told me the other day when she found out that I was walking home from school. She was watching the news and I guess it had something to do with a student walking I don't know. See what the news can do to people. Who even watches the NEWS!! Obviously my mother does.
I actually enjoy walking, it allows me to think and get my thoughts together.
" Hunny, your dad and I-". "Stepdad" I cut her off. " don't interrupt your mother, when she speaking". This nigga, the so-called stepfather said getting all worked up. I just cocked my head to the side and roll my eyes. "I'm... well we are very concern". My mom said looking at my stepdad then back at me with a worried look. The nigga started nodding his head in agreement.
" wassup". I sat down on the pedal stool my butt halfway on the seat. I gave them a confused look.
" your grades that is what's up,*she drops an orange envelope on the table towards me* mister.. your failing Math, science and ENGLISH... WHO FAIL-". My mom almost started to yell and also got all worked up but the nigga started to rub on her shoulder to make her calm down and took over for her. I didn't open the envelope because I already knew what I had. "honey take it easy, *he looks at me* WHO IN THE HELL FAILS ENGLISH!!!''. He semi- yelled.
this man ain't even my real father, and he has the audacity to yell in my face. He needs to come down from whatever high horse he's on 'befo he gets his s*** rocked,
"Heyyyyy.. 'menh john, Johnny what 'Eva yo name is, you need to cut will 'allat yellING in my face CAUSE your not my DAD, you are a REPLACEMENT and forever will be a REPLACE- *SMACK*. I felt a sting vibrating all over the side of my cheek. I look up to see my mom filled with disappointment all over her face. I clenched my jaw trying to hold back my anger. She really just slapped me. I just want to get the hell 'outta here.
As soon as I get up to leave she handed me a piece paper, with the word Tutor Written in bold print in the center of the paper.
" we will never speak of this day again, both of you will learn to respect ONE ANOTHER AND YOU*she looked me*, you will attend this tutoring program ...actually you start today at three. At the library down the street, I will pick you up from school today and drive your ass there if I HAVE TO". She said with a serious tone in her voice while giving me those devilish eyes of hers.
"Yea like my ass going". I said to my self. "so God help me if you don't go I'm sending yo ass to BOARDING SCHOOL!!!!". I smacked my teeth. She raised her hand and I backed away. Damn didn't know she had it in her to slap me as she did.
I know I can get outta line at times but he just makes me angry.
she doesn't know what I know, f*** him.
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