Fire And Desire 💕♋♎🔥

2

D'Wayne
After I got Ashanti's number around lunch time and getting to know her better, I can tell that she going through some shit outside of school too. I know she has been bullied since I asked her about her personal problem but she didn't tell me about it which is I understand because we just met.

I probably going to call her after the practice. Now, I'm at the gym, changing my clothes as the half white guy named Noah putting on the deodorant. Noah and Paul is the only guy in the team that I'm cool with while the rest of them are bunch of jackasses, especially Brandon since I never like his punk ass nor Rico since day one mainly because they acting like their shit don't stink, banging a lot of girls especially Paul's whore of the ex girlfriend which is he ain't with her no more.

I'm glad the couch kicked Rico out of the team last year because of the huge fight at the cafeteria where him and his little main bitch got suspended for a month.
"So, who that girl you was talking to around lunch time?", John asked.
"That's Ashanti, I just met her today", I said.
"Ashanti, the girl from my art class?", He asked.
"Yeah, she going through a lot outside of school", I said.

He told me that she don't bother anybody just draw whatever she drawing while most of them classmate making an played out fat jokes that not even funny like she eat too much burgers, she needs to start eating salad or blah blah blah. We continue talking until it's almost time to go to the football field since the away game is starting Friday.

Ashanti
After I gave D'Wayne the number, we talking about our school project during the whole lunch time until it's time for us to go back to our 3rd block. I think he cute but I don't know do he wants an big girl like me. I continue thinking about him until I heard my mom yelling at me.

"Where the hell is my dinner?", My mom yelled since she smoking the cigarette.
"It's almost done mom", I said took the last fried chicken out of the frying pan, fixed us the plates, made us some tea that I made before I started cooking and gave her the plates as she put the cigarette in the ashtray.
"It's better be hot enough too", My mom said as she took an bite of the corn.

My mom never said thank you, please or nothing when I'm cooking her the dinner because she always hated me for whatever reason. I grabbed my plates, sat down and eating my food. When I'm done, I got up and headed to the kitchen as my mom yelling at me.
"Where the hell are you going, get your fat ass back in here and get the goddamn plates", My mom said as I came back and got the plates.
"Sorry mom", I said as I went to the kitchen and clean up my mess.
"Yeah, Your fat ass better be sorry, do that shit again I'm beating your ass and I'm not playing neither", She threatened as I went to the kitchen, clean up my mess and heads to my room to start painting the flowers I drew this morning before the history class began.

I grab the plastic cup, put some warm water in it, went back to my room, turn the music on and start painting as "Sweeter" by Brian McKnight playing in the background.
Sweeter by Brian McKnight

I made sure that the music is not too loud because I don't want to get beaten up by my mother. While I'm painting the flower, I heard my phone ringing and it's was an 843 area code.
Phone Convo
Ashanti: Hello!
(843) 876-6633: Sup Ashanti!
Ashanti: Who is this?
(843) 876-6633: D'Wayne.
Ashanti: Hey D'Wayne, what are you doing?
D'Wayne: Eating the dinner, what about you?
Ashanti: Painting.
Phone Convo over

I been on the phone with D'Wayne for 2 hours, playing the 21 question games which is I learned that he played football, lives with his aunt, he the Libra since he just turned 17 couple of days ago and he from Walterboro but stayed at Charleston most of his life.