Pills and Plants

5.) Y'all Put Crack In It

Chapter 5 –

Kai Jackson

6:30 AM

WAKE YO ASS UP WAKE YO ASS UP, WAKE YO ASS UP WAKE YO AS-

I cut off my alarm with my face still in my pillow and groan. Stupid ass school, I should skip fuck a birthday he having a party anyway. Nah imma go he might bring his ass a cake and imma get me a slice.

I sit up and let my feet dangle off my bed as I scratch in random places and just stare. Shit crazy cause if I ain't wake up I wouldn't have even know cause I'd be dead. Niggas don't even know they dead. That's so tough.

I get up and my body starts twitching a bit but that's normal for me in the morning ion know what it is I ain't ask cause it's nothing major it's just a couple of twitches.

I start yodeling loud as fuck as I make my way to the bathroom so I can get ready for hell. As I'm peeing I just tap and hum to myself. "Pussy pussy pussy marijuana, " I sing semi loudly as I flush my toilet.

I walk over to the sink and put my hand under the automatic soap thingy. My dad got it cause when I was still trying to control the shit I did I just kept pumping the soap and didn't stop. It was either too much or too little and I couldn't deal with either and I would have anxiety attacks. Over soap? Yes. So my dad got me this cause it gives me the perfect amount... Well in my mind it does.

I wash my hands and brush my teeth then I wash my face. I take my black headscarf off my head and get some oil applying it to my fingertips and I take out my braids I did last night. I take the leftover oil and massage my scalp with it. I fluff my hair a bit and make sure I like it. I'm probably gone wear a hat anyway buy I gotta make sure I like the curls.

I go to my closet and pick out an outfit and as usual, I'm looking fine as hell. I have on a purple hoodie with ripped light washed jeans. I put a jean jacket that's the same color as the jeans over the hoodie. Fuck the denim rule it looks good. I have on my plum Nike dunk low shoes, to match the hoodie. Then for contrast, I rolled up my pink beanie a bit and put that on to complete my fit. The shit sound kinda tacky but it looked good so I couldn't care less how it sounds.

After I get dressed I grab everything that I need and walk out my room. I go downstairs to see my mom making french toast. She don't be making breakfast on a weekday unless... I turn around and see my pops sitting at the table smiling like he was waiting for me to notice him. "Pops!" I yell as I jog over and give him a hug.

"Good morning G.," he says returning my hug. We both pull away to do our handshake and laugh.

"Pops you was gone too long I was starting to miss my favorite person," I tell him as I take a seat at the table.

"Starting to? I was gone for three weeks." He says looking hurt but I know he fakin.

"I said what I said and I meant it." I shrug as I grab a plate and start piling it with food.

He does the same and we both just start eating our food in silence.

"Both of y'all don't know how to slow down when y'all eating," Vivian says as she sits more food on the table. We both just look at her and shrug.

Vivian girl, this ass ain't fat for nothing.

"Ight old man," I say as I finish my food and pick my plate up so I can put it in the sink. "I'm outtie, feed my seed will ya?"

He nods and I take that as my cue to leave. I set my Jhamils gift in the front and throw my book bag in the back seat. 

Fuck them pencils.