Death

I was walking into school and the bell ringed. I was really late because I had just finished taking my driver's test. And I PASSED, I was so happy and even happier that my aunt let me driver her black on black range rover. I mean it wasn't much but I was happy that I didn't have to stand in the cold and wait on the slow ass bus. I even went to go check on my brother and he was doing better. That's why I'm super late to school.

After finding out that I all my money was gone that's all I been doing the last few days is grinding, and I am not even half way to where I was before. Hopefully I get closer or make more than what I had before I graduate. I had plans to do a lot with that money and now that I have to start over is mad annoying. Before I graduate from high school, I plan on moving into my own condo and going to school for music and business. So, I'm working my ass off to get back to that point.

I looked at my phone and it was the beginning of 4th hour. I didn't really feel like going to that class so I just went to the down steps and walked in the commons room to mess with my study hall teacher Mrs. Younger. She was sitting down at the desk fixing up the books like she always does. And on top of that she was talking to some Mexican girl that is always down here with her problems. She was crying like always just to get out of class.

I went over to her desk and pulled up a chair putting in my earphones and turn up my music so I couldn't hear her sobbing ass. I was jamming to some Maybach Music

"These Hoes Be Acting Up, And These Niggas Be Letting Them Me I Don't Be Sweating Them". I rapped to the music with my eyes closed. Then Mrs. Younger took one of the earphones out my ear.

"What?" I said with a tone because she was messing up my groove.

"Turn it down please, And aren't you supposed to be in class" she said with hear reading glasses on but the bitch wasn't even reading.

"Naw, I just got hear from my driver's test appointment so I'm excused for 1st to 4th hour" I said turning my ipod off and putting it in my jacket. Mrs. Younger sighed putting her hand near her chest.

"What's wrong, You okay?" I said moving over to the chair that the Mexican girl was seating in but she had left and went back to class.

"I just feel so sorry for Jessica, she lost her boyfriend in a car accident, it is so sad. And she has two kids by him, my heart is broken". she said like she was about to cry.

"That's crazy. My little brother just got hit by a car a few days ago." I said thinking about my lil brother. I should call on lunch and see if he needs anything.

"OMG is he okay?" Mrs. Younger asked with her hand on her chest like she felt my pain. She might did but she was always so dramatic.

"Yeah he is fine now just a broken leg. A few physical therapy sessions he should be okay" I explained and she nodded as she talking my head off about deaths. I just thought back to the Mexican girl I know it must have been hard for her especially with two kids and it was only gone get worse.

That really made me think if I had ever lost a love one of my family, I would go crazy even Terrianna ass even though she was getting on my nerves and we were on bad terms I still loved her and thought about her a lot. It's been a couple of days when we last talked it felt like years. I haven't talked to her since school of Friday, I felt like she should have been there when my brother was in the hospital or at least called. I text her just like I texted everybody else and no response. I pulled it together and heard the last of Mrs. Younger and what she was saying.

"And that's why life is too short to be acting like damn fools and you have to be there for one another, don't take life for granted" she said looking me right in my eyes holding my hand then the bell ring. I swear Mrs. Younger was old and creepy but she was cool as hell thou you could talk to her about anything.

I gathered my stuff and said bye to Mrs. Younger who was just sitting there like she had lost her puppy or something. Overall that death shit scared me, so that made me want to talk to Terrianna and figure out what's going on with us. Ever since we got back to school, she's changed. Either gone make things right or we just gone break it off. Hopefully this goes well.

Pray for Me Lord.