In Love With A Thug

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Alarm goes off.
Jeez...if waking up is enough I surely don't need a damn alarm clock to do it for me. But hey it's life. I get up,change clothes ,and eat break fast with irritation. I hate new schools. It always fucks up your grades and meeting new people is hard,especially when your socially awkward. Things just don't go right,you worry to much, no body to sit with at lunch nor class. Honestly I've never switched schools before..I always stuck around in the same school till the end of the grade. I guess my parents just didn't like the school I was going to. It wasn't ratchet or anything or ghetto it was...'perfect',or atleast some would say. Then again I was getting too polite. Maybe they thought thought that being too polite would bring my grades down? Oh my gosh I sound stupid...
Whatever...
"Morning Paradice." My mom says to me. Not even a 'goodmorning ' just a 'morning' "GOODmorning mom" see what I did there. OH MY LORD WHERE ARE MY MANNERS my names Paradice. Sorry."You ready for school?"she continues "yes."

My outfit

Just cause I'm polite don't mean I ain't got style. OK lemme stop that was horrible. What I meant was 'just cause I'm polite doesn't mean I don't have style'. Better? I think so too. Anyway, me and my family just moved to Chicago so of course I had to change school's. The struggle has been SO real. "Alright mom,im bout to leave" I tell my mom. "Okay be careful,love you" she says. "Love you too" I reply. I run outside but slowly start to walk.

-At school-

I walk in and go straight to the office. "Hello,how may I help you?" A lady at the desk asked "Hi,im new." "Oh you're Paradice James?" "Uhh..yes." "Wait right here while I print out your schedule and your locker combo." "Okay."
To be honest this is my first time going to a African American school. "Here you go miss." "Thank you" I said as I walked out. I looked at my schedule and saw technology. Ughh. I set my book bag in the locker and grabbed my stuff from the floor. Closed my locker door and put the lock back on. I got out my schedule. I hate these type of schedule's to be honest but you only get these when you came in the middle of the school year or you weren't there on orientation. I walked to class nervously and sluggishly with no care. Once  I got there I opened the door slowly. "Why hello there,who might you be?" "Um..I'm Paradice James." "New student?" "Heh,yeah." "Oh..OH Welcome." "Thank you-" "You may take a seat by the girl with a red hat." "Okay." I walk over to the desk she was talking about and sat
That girl looks so mean OH MY LORD HELP.
"Hey." the girl said "Hi" I replied "What school you come from?" "Dunbar" "Damn that's all the way in DC. You moved?" "Yup."maybe this girl isn't so bad.

TBC

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