Chapter 3; Freshman Year for Dre'

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"Wake up!!!! Dre' wake up!! You cant miss the bus on the first day of high school!!!" She yelled. Knowing she was right, and that I had no other way to go across town I followed as she said. My mother put me in what you call a Private school. Back on my interview for the school I had only seen white children there. I knew I had to get my education up if I wanted to end up like Bill Gates, or Oprah Winfrey. Successful in ever possible. So this morning I got my stuff together brushes my teeth, washed my face, put my cloths on and put on my 5's.

I went outside and walked the block to my stop when all of a sudden.... " Aye little man you wanna make 200 dollars for me." A guy said. I looked at the man with tear drop tattoos, a Gold Chain, new Breed 11's, and the smell of cigarettes with a twist. Mommy always said stay away from people like him so I ran away to my stop and hid in the bushes. "Come back little man!!!" He shouted, but I kept running.

2 minutes after the man finally gave up looking for me my bus stop came and stopped. "Thank God for this bus," I thought to myself. I got on the bus and I was the only one there. I couldn't believe that I was the only kid. I felt alone cold and I wanted my momma. I knew I wasn't ready for high school. The bus went across town and finally stopped at the school. I was greeted my some girls who were wearing schoolgirl outfits, and the principal. "You must be DeAndre'?" "Yes, but everyone calls me Dre'." I said. "Dre', Welcome to Morgan Park Academy!" "Thank you sir," I replied. I followed the girls to room 528 and say next to them. There names were Ciara and Draya. "Nice to meet you!" I said to them. Just then I walked in and I saw another me.........

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