SAL

Growing Apart

“Hey Sal.” The small little Asian girl dragged out as she twirled her black hair. She was nobody special just another groupie trying to make it into the clique.

“Hello Karli.” Sal waved back not in the slightest interested in the 5 nothing brunette in the too short shorts and cut off t-shirt.

“Why don’t you ever call me anymore? Is there anyone else?” He sighed Karli was one of those chicks that assumed every nice guy was her boyfriend. Sadly for Sal she was running around campus telling people she was Mrs.Hermoso.

“Karli for the last time we don’t go out and I’ve been busy.” With that he sighed again and walked away quickly ducking the pen Karli threw behind him.

“Fuck You Sal! You’ll miss me and I won’t come back for your ass!” Sal sighed for the umpteenth time of the day. As he turned he was met with his clique all spitting rhymes and the crowd cheering them on. For the first time today Sal smiled. In the middle of the crowd stood Raven her curly hair tamed down with a bulls snapback but shaking wildly underneath. To her left was Frankie hyped up he was a human beat-box all he needed was his hands his feet and his mouth and he could create any beat you needed right then and there to his right was Chuck standing at 6’2 taking center in the crowd and spitting lyrics freely never stopping when he was done he motioned for Sal to enter. Quickly he entered the crowded space and with each bar another person would come nodding yelling and cheering. It was music to his ears. When the fun was over he noticed Sarah standing in a corner with a video camera recording everything.

“Sarah what are you doing?” Before he could advance on the poor girl Raven spoke.

“She’s recording us for this demo. We could be opening acts on the Carless World tour with Tyga and go on tour with Drake for his OVO fest!” Sal stood there shocked. He didn’t even know they were entering in the contest. Hurt at the fact that no one told him he sucked it up and smirked. Being the man he is he walked away telling Chuck he was going to walk home.

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It was 12 in the morning and Sal still couldn’t fall asleep. All day he’s been wondering about if Chuck was ever going to tell him about entering the contest. He tried to convince himself that of course they would’ve told him at some time I mean they’ve been best friends since they were in diapers. With betrayal in his heart and thoughts on his mind Sal got up and laid down another beat. He took the instrumental from Tyga’s “light dreams”. He didn’t stop until early in the morning. Slipping out of the house before his mom woke up he took the bus all the way downtown. Getting off the bus he walked two to three blocks and found it. As he jogged up the three cracked steps he slightly tapped on the bar door waiting for an answer. When the door finally cracked open he saw her. 5’7 hair as wild as ever in her pink robe and Hello Kitty slippers she was beautiful.

“Sal? W-what are you doing here?” Shaking the girl unlocked the door slowly.

“What a man can’t even see his own child?”