I woke up to my mama shaking my arm. " Time to wake up Des. " She said quietly. Mama knows I hate when people shout when i'm sleeping, or sleepy. Matter fact I hate when people talking to me when i'm sleep.
" Aight. " I said in a murmur. I'm like really sleepy, i just wanna sleep. " Give me an extra ten minutes. " I said, but it didn't come out right. " Just better be at school on time. I don't need anymore calls saying you were late. " She said. " I will mama, I promise. " I said with annoyance.
Shut up woman and walk out!
A couple minutes later I pushed myself up from my bed, and fell flat back on the bed. I'm so tired, i'm weak. I wobbled out of bed, and lingered there for a brief moment. I walked into the bathroom and washed my face, so I wouldn't fall asleep while i'm getting ready. One day when I was on punishment I fell asleep in the shower, and missed the bus.
I brushed my teeth and sharpened my fangs, then got into the shower.
I put on some galaxy joggers, black and white roshes, with a black t-shirt, and my galaxy bucket hat, with my ' Malcom x ' glasses. I put some vaseline on my face, since it felt a little dry.
I went downstairs and ate mama's goodass french toast with bacon. " I see you late mama. " I kissed her cheek. " Bye. " She said. I rubbed my eyes lifting my glasses up.
I walked to my motorcycle putting on my helmet and started the engine.
I arrived at the school, seeing Brook getting out her car. She's so gorgeous, not even pretty, or cute. She's everything. She ain't that curvy, but she got a butt, and her boobs are just right. Not too small or too big. Ya feel me?
I got off my motorcycle, turning it off. I ran behind Brook and picked her up by the waist. She started screaming and kicking, so I put her down. " Don't do that! " She punched my chest. " Why you always hitting me? " I rubbed my chest.
She replied. " Because you do too much. " I frowned, and she just looked up at me. " Attitude." I mumbled under my breath. " What was that? " She asked. " Nothing. " I smiled. " I thought so, don't think your pretty ass smile gets you out of shit with me. " She rolled her neck. Ghetto.
" You mean charming smile. Man I be have girls fallin'. " I smirked. " Not me. " She replied.
" I see how you blush when I smile. Girl quit lying. " I punched her arm. " Ow! " She rubbed her bicep. " You be hitting me harder than that, and you can't take a little tap? " I asked as we reached the school doors. " You're just randomly heavy handed. " She whined.
" You're so full of yourself. " I shook my head. " No i'm not. " She said quietly, which made my heart melt. The way she said it, would have niggas fallin'. " Yes you are, or do you force yourself to be like that, cause that's how you get through your day? " I asked. " Because this is how I get through my day. I don't have time for bullshit. " She said as she went to her locker.
I stood next to her leaning on the locker behind her, so he back was facing me. " Well be you, I don't like how you being ghetto, and having all these attitudes. " I said. She took a deep breath and smiled. " Okay. "
- Desmond -
" So you like her? " Keyshawn asked. We were in gym class sitting in the boy locker room. " Yea, I mean she might seem to be stuck up and bitchy, but for some reason I have this feeling she's wearing a mask or something's going on with her. " I shrugged.
Keyshawn and I have been friends since 5th grade. He's used to me speaking like a poet, or deeply. I think deeper, than most people. And I use words of affection. I'ma really good poet, but I don't write poetry that much as I did in middle school. Now I draw and dance, I mean I drew since I was in 3rd grade and started dancing in 6th.
" What you gonna do, crack her shell? " He asked. " Uhh... yea cause she's kinda pissing me off..... badly. " I said.
I walked into the gym, seeing Brook stretching. She stood up straight afterwards and got on her phone. I went behind her and wrapped my arms around her neck, leaning my head on her shoulder.
She looked up at me with a smile. Her smile is so bright. Her perfect straight white teeth, pink gums, and cool mint breath.
" Wanna hang out this weekend? " I asked. " Let me think about it. " She said. " I'll call you tonight after my game. " She said. I nodded. " Are you going to come? " She asked. " Why not? " I asked. " Yay! " She squealed.
Joyce walked over to us, and smiled to me. Joyce likes Brook, but she's jealous of her. One the way prettier, then I have a crush on her while she has a crush on me. She's and A honor roll student and Joyce gotta A B C D honor roll.
" Hey. " She smiled. " Wassup. " I removed my hands from Brook, so Joyce wouldn't feel defensive, jealous or whatever she feels.
" Hey. " Brook gave her hug.
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I was at Brook's game with Joyce, Keyshawn and Essence. I went to the bathroom and Joyce came along. I don't know why, but I didn't care.
When I got out the bathroom Joyce was wiping her face. " What's wrong? " I frowned my eyebrows. " You don't like me. " She said. Oh hell naw.
I grabbed her hand and walked outside. " I like you as a friend. " I smiled weakly. " Not like how you like Brook. I see the way you look at her. " She said. " But its okay, because she's everything I ain't. " She cried.
" Naw, you pretty. " I smiled. " But not gorgeous or beautiful. " She said. " Look Joyce, you probably won't be my girlfriend, but always my best friend and that's better than a girlfriend. " I said, but I didn't really mean it. Brook is like my best friend, and if she was my girl it would be awesome.
Having a girl is everything. You get to kiss em, make em feel good, and go on that roller coaster of a journey.
" No its not, I can't kiss you or anything. " She said. " Now you sound desperate. " I said it truthfully. She looked at me with her eyes greasy and gleaming from the tears. " Look you'll find someone else, i grantee. " I smiled. " Whatever. " She pushed me and stomped inside.
" Okay...... "
After the game, Brook rode with me to the school, to get her car. But I went to Vapiano's.
" Hey we're suppose go to the school. " She said. " I know, but I wanted to hang with you longer. " I smiled. She nodded, and we walked inside.
We sat across from each other near a window, waiting for our salad. I wasn't in the mood for pizza or anything. " Can we hang at your place tonight? " I asked. I knew I was pushing her bottons, but I would spend every second with her if I could. " I guess so. " She looked down at her plate.
" What's wrong? " I asked. " Nothing, its just that.........nothing. " She shook her head. I cocked my head. " Look Desmond I've only known you for two weeks, and I barely know you. " She said. " That's why i'm getting a chance to know you. " I smiled. She looked up trying to hold a straight face, but a smile came over.
" Anyway, I figured out that Joyce likes you, and I don't want to get involved, because she would get jealous. " She said. " I talked to her about it today at the game. " I shrugged. " Really? " She frowned her eyes. " Yea, she was crying cause I don't like her like a girlfriend. " I said. " Oh... " She trailed off. " Y'all would be a cute couple though. " She said quietly.
" I wouldn't date her though. " I said. " Why? " She continued. " She's so pretty, she has more body than me. " She said. " Well i'm not like most guys who just go for the body or looks. " I shrugged. " Well she seems sweet. " Brook stated.
" Well , you don't know her like I do. " I said. " I know, just by what i see. " She said.
