The Hoodlum

Education My Ass

As I walked into the crowed hallways all I could think about was yesterday with the socials. Jack always coming to my rescues its fucking sad. Jack said he told the police but what did they do nothing they told him  to clean it up the socials never get in trouble  its so fucking unfair but guess what life's unfair right.  As I got to my locker I save new messages like " pussy, or freak show, and even do everyone a favor and die." Yup school is awesome. I got my books and headed to English. Miss. Holly talked about a stupid school speech contest all I know is I'm not doing it so who gives a fuck. She keeps talking about how to write a speech I mean were in ninth grade I think we fucking know how to write a speech. I listened in so I wouldn't fail the participation grade but I stoped once a social took away my chair. I fell to the floor with everyone laughing around me even my fucking teacher. Why dose school have to involve human interactions? All I did was walk out to get a drink of water. 

I hid in the boys bathroom for third and forth period. I ended  up going to the principals office. " Now Dallas I was told that you missed your eighty minute algebra class." " ya I was in the bathroom." " doing what smocking doing drugs or were you drinking." " ha, no I was sitting on the floor talking about killing my self. Get your facts straight unlike you." I whispered the last part " Mr.Ramon you need to act like a proper student nota fucking hoodlum. You  understand?" " you know what fuck you! I'll always be a Hood and there's nothing going to change that. You try to make everyone think your a good guy but all you wont is cash and hype. Gods never going to take you." " Ok Dallas your suspended for the rest of the week. And that's final. You'll finish the day and get your weeks assignments from your teachers is that clear?" " yes you motherfucker." I said slamming the door on my way out. Fuck my life Fuck my school. God why did you put me here?

I walked into my house to see my parents passed out on the floor. I ran to Amara's room to find her in her closet crying she had bruises all over her and she had a black eye and a bloody lip. "Oh God, Amara, let me clean you up." " It hurts Dal." She whimpered " It hurts." "I know come lets clean you up and go hang out with the Gang." I said reaching my hand out.

You might be thinking Dallas you don't have a gang but ya I do. Mandy introduced me to her friends so I call the the gang. I got Amara dresses and we walked with Jack and Zero. Zero loved my sister he would play with her and carry her everywhere. Once we got to the abandoned house I did the code " knock, knock,... knock"