His Story

Chapter One

I HAVE DECIDED TO REDO THIS WHOLE BOOK, SO IF YOU HAVE READ THE ORIGINAL, PLEASE NOTE THE STORY WILL STILL BE THE SAME (CHARACTERS AND MY PLOT). IT'S JUST WHEN I STARTED THE STORY I WAS 15 AND NOT SERIOUS ABOUT IT. NOW AT THE AGE OF 20 I'M READY TO GIVE IT ANOTHER TRY.

Tyrell and Tyanna are 17 year old high school seniors. They are being raised by their single mother and happy with their lives. I called it "His Story" because it's their history but it look soooo much cuter as that. It's mainly about the two of them.

Along the way you guys will meet the three other main characters, but until then let's begin His Story.

...Tyrell Jones...

February 10, 2017.
5:45 am

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Damn I'm supposed get up. School starts letting in at 6 and I'm still in bed. Thank goodness today is Friday, 4 more months until school is out. May not seem like a lot but trust me June is a long way to go from here.

A part of me wanted to lay here until Anna gets up so she'd wake me but the other half knows better than to do that, that girl sleeps harder than a man that worked a 10 hour shift.

Sighing, I pushed back my covers and threw my legs out the bed. I grabbed my cup off the side of the bed and made my way to the kitchen. Without turning the lights on I made myself two cups of water to drink. I be very thirsty after I wake up.

Filling the cup up one last time, I left out and made it to my sister's room. I didn't even knock, just walked in and dipped my fingers in the cup.

Nearing her bed I flicked the water on her face a couple time. She stirred but didn't wake up. I did it again and the same results.

Now usually I'm chill, hell I don't even play like this but I'm also a secret asshole. So without a second thought, I threw the rest of the water on her.

I laughed silently as she quickly sat up, coughing the rest of the water out her nose and lungs. I gave her a couple of seconds to finished beating her chest before speaking.

"Get up, it's time for school."and just like that I walked out her room heading towards the bathroom. After using the bathroom, I washed my face and jumped in the shower.

I might as well get my day started. I know it's gonna be a good day cause I have Charles for every period today. He makes school interesting just because of his dumb personality.

Charles is a very good friend of mine, best friend actually. We have been friends since the 6th grade. Our friendship started in a weird way because at first we were enemies.

When we met, we couldn't stand each other. In fact we fought when we met. He called my sister ugly, and she came crying to me. So at the time I felt like I needed to defend her. When I stepped to him I knew I didn't stand a chance. He seemed like that kid that you're not supposed to mess with cause they don't care about the consequences, which he is.

To make a long story short, both Charles and I got suspended at 13 years old for fighting on school grounds. Worst part is, he beat me and I still got suspended. My mama was so mad at me I almost got a whooping, but she felt like the ass-whooping Charles gave me was enough.

The rest of the school year it was on sight for me and him. We were fighting left and right, I was still getting whooped. Eventually both our parents met up and had us talk it out. After explaining why we kept fighting, I got the privileged of watching his grandma  whoop him in front of me.

We ignored each other for weeks after that. Then one day at PE I saw him getting jumped. At first I was gonna watch like everyone else but it was three of them and on picked up a tree switch so I jumped in.