Diary of a suicidal teen

Ch2. A new day

A/n: so hey guys this is still me. Uhmm so this book is depicting the life of blacks. So there's gonna be words that aren't spelt properly cos of how the words are pronounced. Thanks for supporting"diary of a suicidal teen"

Keisha's POV
It's a new day in our new place. My mom woke me up pretty early for some reason and one was to go get me registered into a nearby school.
"Hey baby wake up,good morning"
"Good morning mom"
"So you know we just got in here couple of weeks ago and I don't like you staying home doing nothing. So, we are going to find a school for you..."
"WHAT? SCHOOL??? But MOM!!"
"Don't worry baby it's a school you're gonna fit in to real well"
"Is there any school I ever fit into?"
"Baby how do you mean?"
"Mom you know I'm ugly and all and I've got this braces on and I look so–"
"Hey baby listen. You're not ugly in no way. Ok? If you was ugly do you think that cute boy would have approached you?"
My face turned red out of embarrassment
"Come on mom! That was when I was in 3rd grade. He was foolish and he didn't know what he saw in me!"
"Baby 3rd grade shmird grade all none o' them matter baby. You're a beautiful young black lady and don't let nobody force ya into believin' what you ain't baby... Ok?"
"Ok ma"
"Ok get dressed  and let's go get you registered in a school,you know I never got the opportunity to be in school... And I want the best for my baby. Who's my baby now?"
"Mom not now!"
"Who's my baby?"
"Me mom"
"That's my girl. So get up, you go have your bath now girl you reek. Phew!"
"Ahahahaha mom stop it!!"
"I'll be over at the kitchen making you som'n to eat ai'it?"
"Ok mom. Now leave my room lemme get dressed"
"Ok baby. You don't want me peeking at them boobs right"
"Aargh gosh mum!"
"Well they's huge y'know"
"Mommy! Come on not now"
She smiles at me
"Ok baby"
My mom tries so much for me, I wouldn't wanna let her down in no way. She's tried so much for me ever since I was a baby,fending for the family with the nasty job she had at that time just to take care of me...
So I got up from bed and went into the bathroom to have my bath and get ready for a new day
In the car...
"So mom where we going?"
"So,there's this school Bridgeway high, there's more black kids there and all, so I felt you gonna fit real good into there"
"So you're saying there are no white kids there?"
"Well, baby it's kinda mixed but the last time I was there. I just saw them black kids waltzing all around and I didn't see no white kids there baby"
"Which means there are white kids too right?"
"Why you so interested in white kids baby"
"Nothing mom. Just like 'em"
"Oh really. Or you've got somn' for white kids don't ya"
"I... don't...know. mom drive"
"So my baby likes white boys eh. Cute!"
"Mom why do you have to be so eeky most times?"
"Well we was all born eeky. When you came out of me did you think you was covered in gold and dem shit? Nah baby you was eeky. So get used to my eekyness"
"Aargh jeez mom"
She always knew how to make me laugh.
We finally arrived at the school, Bridgeway high school.
A lovely place with nice view. I already liked the school and my noticeable grin gave me up
"I see you smillin' baby so I'm guessing you like it here"
"Yeah mom it's nice."
"Hmmm just nice?"
"Ok mom I love it here"
Excitement filled my face. As we were about going into the school... A really cute boy passed just by me and my mom.
"Ooooooh  my baby's seen someone already"
"MOM! LETS GO!!!"
I pushed her from the back trying to hide my flushed off face.

We got directed into the principal's office to make enquires and to get time table and other stuffs for school.

"Welcome Mrs...?"
"Oh Anderson"
"Welcome to Bridgeway high,how may I be of help to you this fine morning?"
"Ok so I just moved into town some weeks ago and I was wondering the kinda school to put my baby here..." she points at me "...Keisha into a good school with exposure into black culture and all"
"Oh good ma'am here at Bridgeway we teach our students 'blacks mostly' on the African American culture"
My mom looks at me and smiles
"...but that doesn't mean we don't have other kids with different skin colour,we run a mixed school here so there's as much whites as there are blacks in this school. Also our standards in the past fifteen years have never plummeted because of the good teaching staff and teaching facilities over here at Bridgeway high."
"Ok that's nice"
"So I believe every other documentation and bills have been fully settled for Keisha"
"Well yeah they've been settled"
"Ok that's good. So Keisha..."
He gives me a paper showing the classes I'd be having and the times for the classes
"...here's the timetable for your classes and your next class begins 10 am. And it's almost 10. So you'd better hurry up to class"
"Ok sir"
"So madam will that be all now?"
"Oh yeah one more thing"
"What would that be ma'am"
"I hope there aren't any bullies here in the school"
"No ma'am there are no bullies here at Bridgeway high. A school body has been put in place to ensure that bullying is eradicated completely"
"Oh really. Well nothing else again"
"Thanks so much Mr?"
"Smith."
"Mr Smith"

My mom and I left the principal's office...
"Oooof gosh baby that dude talks a lot!"
"Ahahahaha mom he was just briefing you on stuffs about the school"
"Well I didn't listen to nun o' that"
"Ah mommy jeez!"
"But baby be a good girl for your mama and I want you to graduate and come out into the world and make lots of cash for your mama"
"Yeah mom. I'm gonna be late for class"
"Ok baby see you at 4. Should I come pick you up?"
"Yeah of course"
"Ai'it I'll come pick you up by 4. Love you baby"
"Love you too mom"
I waved my mom goodbye and ran off to class.
A new chapter for me had just begun...