"Dude what don't you understand?" Quamel said walking out of Marlin Middle School. "Samaria does like me and I'm gonna prove it!" Said Quel running after Quamel and Jamaal. "Let's be honest, no one is gonna like a boy who doesn't even open his milk to drink it The RIGHT way!" Said Jamaal chuckling right along with Quamel. "That's no excuse for her not to like me!" Said Quel quickly snapping at Jamaal.
"Shut up stupid here comes jeremiah!" Said Quamel snapping right back. Trying to walk the other way, they run right into him. "Yoo Jamaal I just wanna remind you, Kimberly don't like you so stop trying!" Jeremiah says Beating Jamaal up with his intense Laugh. "Ain't like I tried" Jamaal mumbling back at Jeremiah. "Say it again because I didn't hear you clearly scrub!" Jeremiah said walking up on Jamaal. Quamel Jumps infront of Jamaal, " Ain't no fighting in front of us and besides are you crazy?!?!! The dean is right there!" Quamel growling at Jamaal and Jeremiah. "Nice saving Quamel! I wanted to see people throw hands!" Said Quel. "Shut it Quel! You know how buff Jeremiah is! It's just like Jamaal is getting jumped!" Quamel snapping at Quel. "Oh wow look you Made Jamaal mad now! He is walking off without us!" Said Quel running lightly after Jamaal.
ONE HOUR LATER
"Who drunk all the milk! Mom is gonna go berserker when she finds out there's no milk! And to top that, Deondre hasn't gone to the Store to get moms Cigarettes!" Said Quamel searching the Refrigerator in his boxers. "You know Deondre is only seventeen how is he gonna get those cigarettes?" Said Quamel's fifteen year old sister Mariah. "Well it has to be a way because he was in the Garage with his friends rolling one up when I went to go get my basketball!" Said Quamel closing the fridge. "Wow so your tattling now huh?" Said Deondre walking out his room with his headset on. "Shut up Deondre!" Said Mariah. "No!" Deondre snapping at Mariah while shoving her out his way. "I hear you saying somethin like that in front of Ma I'll Hurt you!" Said Deondre punching Quamel. "DONT TOUCH ME!" Yelling Quamel while running to room holding his wounded arm."I HATE HIM!" Said Quamel punching his wall leaving a hole in it. "RING RING" Quamel's phone goes off on his covers of his bed. "Who is this and what do you want!" Said Quamel snapping while picking up the phone. "Wow who poured Champagne in your cereal?" Said Quel on the other line of the phone. "Anyway, dude I heard the cashier at the convenience store is going on break for fifteen minutes! That's enough time to get some candy and other stuff! You get me?" Said Quel excitedly. "Sure whatever but what's gonna happen when he comes back early to see two thirteen year olds and one fourteen year old stealing candy out the candy aisle which is RIGHT by the cashier desk?" Said Quamel. " I got that planned out already dont worry bout that bro bro! Just come outside and Come to my house and bring yo bike too!" Said Quel hanging up the phone before Quamel could come up with a rejection.
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My Fight
HumorLiving through problems, Quamel and his crew of friends all go through different problems in the projects in Chicago. As they go through problems, one particular kid, Jamaal Fowler, brother dies. Taking it in as his fault, he take matters into his o...