Jaylen

flashback 1: The project

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This chapter is decided into two parts. The first part is a continuation of the previous chapter, and the second part is a flashback.

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Jaylen

I was walking down the side walk with my hands holding on to the straps on the sides of my bag. I had a lot in my mind, I just couldn't stop thinking about Travis.

Travis always trys his best to be sweet, kind and gentle towards me. Despite his anger issues. He always makes an effort to please me and makes sure that I'm happy. To think about it Travis and I were actually never this close, we actually really disliked each other.

I guess sometimes, the people that you least expect to be your friends are actually the good one's who are the closest.

If it wasn't for that one day, Travis and I wouldn't be friends today.

If it wasn't for that one day.

The day of the project.

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Flashback

"When is that man gonna get here", Jazzmen moaned. Jazzmen is my very close friend. "Don't be so impatient, he'll get here soon." I said trying to ease her impatience. "How do you know he's coming soon" she questioned. "You know Mr. Gillingham is always late" I replied, whilst I stood from my desk so I could go throw away my trash.

I walked towards the trash can, but before I could get there I passed a group of girls, and they kept starring. One of the girls in the group who had long, black, slickly hair threw a piece of paper on the floor and told me to pick it up.

The girl told me to do it, she did not ask. She didn't even try to at least say it in a polite manner.

Knowing myself very well, I was not about to be told what to do by some girl who thinks she's more superior than everyone else (click click). I turned around with a smirk on my face and cackled "why don't u get up and do it yourself"

She and her friends were surprised that I replied, they were the type of people who'd never expect someone like me to stand up for themselves. I am a very nice person but I'm not nice when I'm taken advantage of, I hate it.

"OK, so u Finna fight " she said as she stood up trying to intimidate me. At first I thought she wasn't being serious, it was so immature of her, but I guess I was wrong.

She was trying to make herself seem more tough and intimidating, but for the record it was not doing anything to me. I wasn't scared and I was also not about to hit a girl.

"I wanna beat u up so bad but unfortunately, I can't do that" I said in a very disappointed and sarcastic tone. She then came closer and askef, " you scared little boy" she mocked, in a baby voice.