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"and then she had the fucking nerve to tell me she loves me. i was like 'okay bitch what am i supposed to do with that information?' melanie has to go now dawg, she has to go!" i finished ranting to jay about what happened after he left last night. his fat ass almost choked on the stale lunch fries from laughing so hard. currently we were sitting at one of the lunch tables in the large hot space we call our cafeteria.

"aye chai!" i heard an annoying yet familiar voice call my name. i turned in my seat to see my boy jackson coming from the lunch line with his food on a tray and a goofy ass smile on his face. i know i'm not that damn uplifting to see, usually when somebody recognized my presence there was a disgusted snarl on their face. but this was white boy on that white girl, he was always happy. jackson had bright blonde hair and sharp features; scary as fuck.. but still my nigga.

he approached the table shook hands with jay before taking a seat next to me and grinning. i could tell from the dilation of his pupils his ass was on some shit.

"you on that coke man?" i asked jackson's crazy ass. only he would take some shit and pull up to school like he wouldn't get suspended if something was suspected.

"nahhh, i smoked some ice and popped a black beauty though. aye, chai, have you always had puppies in your eyes? bro that's crazy!" jackson answered my question and he looked deep into my eyes in amazement. how did this nigga not get caught yet?

"ayo back up, i ain't with that fag shit. i'll beat your ass jackson, high or not." i backed away from his suspect actions; he was trying to find the meaning of life in my eyes and shit. back the fuck up.

he mocked my last sentence and his eyes widened, an even bigger grin grew on his lips and i rolled my eyes in annoyance from whatever he thought of. jay so damn fat for worrying more about finishing his sloppy joe than helping me with jackson's crazy ass.

"that's not a bad idea! aye pop this speed i got and let's fight. that'll be the funniest shit ever man!" he proposed the idea. i thought about it for a moment, go sit in my stupid government class for a hour and twenty minutes or get high as shit and fight jackson?

i stuck my hand out requesting the pill. "let's go bitch!"

"fuck you rent-a-cops!" jackson's hyper active ass yelled as we turned a corner into an alley. you would think he would be tired from the ass whooping i just gave him. i kind of lost control of myself and busted him up real bad. he has a crooked nose; i probably broke it, swollen eye, busted lip and bruises all over his stomach. i had a busted lip and some scratches but nothing major.

we were fighting in the parking lot behind a wendy's when the pigs passed by and we got the hell out of there, unfortunately they chased us.

"Aw, fuck!" another cool nigga i know, gabe, shouted as we approached the dead end of the alley. i continued running and hoisted myself on top of the dumpster sitting next to the brick partition. it gave me enough height to jump and grab onto the top of the bricks and pull my body over the division. my body dangled on the other side before i let go and fell on my back. i groaned from the hard impact on my bare back but quickly got up and continued running away. i could hear the sounds of bodies hitting the concrete and i knew the rest of the boys had followed after what i did.

"hey, you punk motherfuckers! get back here!" one of the cops yell as they attempted to jump the partition but from old age and weight gain they either failed or got hurt from the drop. once we reached the block gabe's house was located we slowed down from our sprint into a full stop and caught our breath. i looked at the dry blood running down jackson's mouth and jay's sweat soaked shirt as his nonathletic ass gasped deeply and held his heart as if he would have a stroke right here and now. combined with my adrenaline pumped high it encouraged a small chuckle to flow out of my lips. the more i thought about the situation the the funnier it became and the harder my laughs became. one by one all of the other guys begun to join in and soon enough we were rolling around on the ground laughing like hyenas. causing a ruckus in the middle of the street like the niggas we are.