I woke up by 7:00am. I am an hour late and Harry is going to be here any moment from now. I have to get up and get ready before he comes but I'm still feeling sleepy and tired,is like I need a back up strength. I finally dressed up before he arrived.
"Do you do it?", Harry asked as we walk to the other corner of the house.
"What?",I replied pretending like didn't remember.
"What I asked you to do"
"Yes"
"Are you sure?"
"No, actually"
"Perfect",he said as if he knew I won't do it.
"What makes it perfect", I snapped not sure why he's happy that I didn't do it.
"Is because you are going to do it under my watch"
I nodded. "Yeah. I think is perfect"
"Then let's get started with the pull up. Come on"
I was pretty amazing today and happy with my self. I think I'm half way prepared for what I'm about to do after I had perform perfectly well in my boxing. So we are moving over to thrash talk but what the fuck do Harry mean by thrash talk.
"Hey Harry. What is thrash talk?",I asked kinda befuddled.
"We use it to gain respect from other people. Something like, I'm sorry your Dad have to suck dick to send you to school"
"Jesus!. That's called silly talk"
"Anything you wanna call it"
"Crazy talk"
"Just make sure you practice it",he said giving me a book which he had written down some thrash talk on.
"Ho..ly crab!. You want me to learn all these",I yelled.
"Yeah. You want more?"
"No. This is just like my summer project".
"You better get started",he said walking away.
"Are you leaving?"
"Yes"
"You better don't get hit by a truck", I smirked.
"Very funny"
I was still awake by 12:30am learning the thrash talk which Harry gave to me. I know I had to do this because is what doing for my dad. After about three hours more,I fell asleep just to be waken in the morning by the thudding sound of Harry's body on the tiled floor of my room. He actually came into my room through my window with a folded book in his hand.
"What"
"Stab"
"Are"
"Stab"
"You"
"Stab"
"Doing"
"Stab and you are dead. So you have to be vigilant and sensitive to the environment you're in", Harry said walking around my room.
"You are not a bad teacher after all".
"So show me what you gat".
I kept on saying as many thrash talk I can remember until I said all which he had written in that book. I think he's fascinated,so I'm not that bad. He stood up and raised his hand for a high five and I smacked it with mine.
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