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i just cant help myself.

i don't know exactly why i'm so mean as they call it. maybe it's the male pride ridden and egotistical part of me that demands respect and wants to let everyone know i am not one be messed with. so i go overboard, as they call it, to show that. and i come off as mean or an asshole. that's their favorite word. asshole.

"Oh my god, Malachai you're such an asshole."

lol, ok and? am i supposed to care? since you know i'm an asshole you should know i'm pretty apathetic too.

and by pretty i mean completely.

there is not a real reasoning for my attitude, i just got like this as i grew up. my mom would say it's the lack of a male figure in my household. which isn't true because i don't give a fuck about not having a father. however; it contradicts itself. an oxymoron... i have an apathetic attitude from the lack of a father i'm apathetic about. strange, isn't it?

i'm not like this all of the time, mostly during school. because when i get home i have nothing to not care about. it's sad.

"nigga wake the fuck up!" i receive a slap on the back of my neck and i sit straight up from my resting position on the desk. startled out of my sleep along with being grumpy and confused i was ready to swing at the sad boy that hit me. i peered up above me to see my friend jaylin with a stupid ass grin on his face and the physics room empty. this nigga is lucky he's my boy. but i still deliver a punch to his arm not hard enough to make him feel any pain.

"jay one day you will catch me on a bad day and i will rock yo shit." i mugged jaylin but i had some playfulness in my voice, even though i was dead ass serious. i rose out of my seat and swung my bookbag over my shoulder as we began to leave the room and go to our next period.

"you say this every time i smack yo ass to wake up; and you have yet to do it. so save your empty threats yo." jaylin replies with a smile and nudges me to the left.

i make a sarcastic laugh when he finishes talking and his head cocks back; finding true humor in my less than humored laugh but resonating a deep cackle through the long hallways. gaining some attention from the passing students and the students hanging by their locker, chatting it up with their friends during the three minutes we have to get to class. little boring fuckers.

"man, i'm tryna get out of here. you down?"

jay scrunched his face up when he looked at me.

"what type of stupid ass question is that? hell yeah!" a friendly smirk twitched at my lips and we stopped at both of our lockers to get our skateboards. as i pulled my skateboard out of my locker a hand shoved at my shoulder, making my body swing to the side lightly.

"you use a skateboard? white boy." a boy named shawn said; who was also the one to shove me. he continued making his way down the hallway, laughing with his lame ass friends.

a light chuckle left my lips before i turned around to go after him. jay stretched his arm out to hold me back.

"not even worth it, chai."

"i hate that white boy shit. i know you see my chocolate ass skin." honest to god that shit irritates the fuck outta me. just because i ride a skateboard doesn't mean i'm 'white'.

"it's shawn's ignorant ass we're talking about. don't let it get to you."

i know i said i'm an asshole to warn people not to fuck with me, but it's niggas like shawn that don't get the hint. one day he gon catch me out of school and that's his ass.

"aye, chai, lets go to melanie's?" a devilish smirk appeared on my face when jay mentioned her sexy ass. melanie is a little thin strawberry blond haired white girl that i met a few months ago during the summer. she's 19 and attends the community college a couple of streets over from her house. she's a stoner with some good neck that gives me weed and pussy. "i knew your ugly ass would like that. let's go."

jay and i crept around to the back of the school, where the exit doors were. we waited until the late bell rung and the hallways cleared out before sneaking out of school and hopping on our skateboards, riding across the basketball court and onto the sidewalk where we quickly rode down the long street. we watched out for any police cars as we skated down the ten blocks and made a quick turn on her street, i pulled out my cellular device and dialed the number two. yeah, shawty is on speed dial. after about three rings she picked up the phone.

"hey, chai." melanie's baby voice exaggerated the 'i' in my nickname. i smiled and replied back.

"are you home?" jay and i stopped our skateboards as we arrived in front of her house. kicking them up into the palm of our hands and grabbing them off of the ground, walking up the steps to her front door.

"sure am, and i just rolled two joints."

"good, come open the door." i ended the call and shortly later the front door unlocked and she unlocked the screen door, opening it up also to let us in.

"wassup, melanie?" jay greeted her and entered her home heading straight to the joints sitting in the ashtray of the living room. i entered the house and she shut both of the doors, once she locked the main door and turned to face me i had her up against the door with my lips pressed against hers and my hands clasped on her slim waist.

"my mom gets off of work late tonight." she informed me after we finished the kiss.

"jay will be gone in two and i will have you all to myself until she gets here."

a gentle smirk tugged at her thin rosy lips while she nodded in satisfaction.

"good."

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"ohhhh shit, mel." my hand assisted in helping melanie ease her mouth down the shaft of my dick. jay left and we've been fucking for hours no, it was now dark outside and i knew i should get home soon.

i opened up my eyes as i heard something downstairs. i shrugged it off as melanie moaned on my dick and a smirk appeared on my lips. i felt my tip hit the back of her throat, continuing to swallow all of my inches my grip on her hand grew tighter. shit, i'm about to come.

"melanie!! why the fuck does my house smell like pot?" my eyes snapped open and i pushed melanie off of me by her forehead. i stood up and searched for my underwear as quickly as i could. then i shoved my feet into each opening of my khaki shorts pulling them up and fastening the button while melanie got her robe from out of the closet and covered her naked body with it. i tossed my shoes out of the window then i threw my skateboard next.

"you better not have a fucking boy in my god damn house!" i could hear her mother's fat ass stomp up the stairs. i swung both of my legs over the window seal before melanie stopped me.

"baby, wait." she rushed over to me and kissed my lips. "chai i lo-" i cut her sentence off before she say those three stupid ass words.

"gotta go!" i jumped onto the roof shielding the porch and slid down the pillar holding it up. i stood on the rail and jumped to the ground, grabbing my skateboard and shoes, sprinting barefoot down the street.

"who did you have up in my house melanie?" her mom's voice shouted in the night air.

"nobody mom! i swear!" she argued back, lying straight through her teeth. i shook my head and laughed once i reached the corner of the street i put my skateboard on the bus bench then pulled on my red vans. like clock work the bus that would take me home pulled up and i boarded it, paying the two dollar fair before going to the back of the bus, taking a window seat and staring out into the moonlight night.

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