Jacob's POV
"Jacob, did you hear what I said?" My teacher asked. I sat my head up and looked at her. "Yeah." I said lowly. "Then what did I say?" she asked. "Something about..... I don't know." I said looking down. Pay attention! she yelled. "Now I'm going over the lesson again." She said looking around the class and smirking. "Really Jacob!" Everyone was yelling at me. they started throwing paper balls at me and spitting spit balls. I put my head back down. I don't care... and why even re-teach it when that's why I put my head down in the first place!? I'll just put it down again. especially if your gonna teach it again.. yeah! I'm deffinately going to sleep.
School finally ended, and I walked to my locker, putting my stuff in there. I walked 2 blocks away from the school, and waited on the corner that I'm supposed to wait on. Chresanto takes me to his place so I could get dressed for "Work." My crack head ass mom doesn't care.
After 30 minutes of standing there, Chresanto came driving in his car. I opened the door and got in. putting my backpack in my lap, and putting on my seatbelt. I stared forward. not daring to look at the devil sitting next to me. "I got you two different outfits, since someone requested a new one." He said. I looked at him and nodded. I know the reason he picked me up so late... Chresanto's shirt is unbuttoned, his curls looked fucked up, his tattoo's are showing, they have kiss marks on them... so he probably just fucked his hoe.
