Everyone knows
Word spreads like wildfire at Redoll High
And with my status, call me a forest because this caught fire real quick
I had taken a break from school just to reorganize myself, so when I finally walked into the building, a million eyes were on me, examining my body for any evidence to feed the rumors that fuel their souls and give them life. I felt sick. The doll child, Chance Jenkins, had finally suffered enough to get some dirt on that perfect gold exterior, rusting it over to a hard, crisp brass. I was almost drowned in these thoughts until I was tapped on the shoulder to my left. I fliched, the area was still a bit...sore. That was all the confirmation those teenage vultures needed to fill the hallway with very much so unmasked whispers.
I turned to see Tiana, my best friend. A pretty black girl with a gorgeously big afro and hazel eyes, looking up at me with worry and pity.
"I don't need your pity, Titi. Please don't spare me any."
She shook her head with a soft smile and said, "If you don't want pity, I won't give you any, but I will always be a shoulder to lean on. Keep that in mind Chancy Boy."
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Learning To Lose Him
RomanceChance knows moving on is painful, but Chance also knows that going back to Troy would be even more painful. So Chance must choose his pain and carve the tough, jagged road to his future, whether breathing or not. A (Hopefully but probably not) shor...
