"I've been thinking to much..."
Twenty One Pilots: Ride in the mm!! 🕴
[yes, this may be an urban book. But, I love different genres of music in certain chapters. Don't be having no fits now. Enjoy joy this chapter. - Chy Chy]
- Beck -
Beck, was reminiscing from this mornings events, while he sat in Chemistry. The teacher spoke but in his mind he was listening to his teacher who looked like mister Magoo. But, the thought of Chanel, just made him cringe from what she said. Beck, likes a girl to be a "young lady" about herself. Not saying stuff like that - plus showing she was willing to be a hoe like, joseline Hernandez. That was a big turn off for him.
"Man, son... that's Caterina!" Beck, said looking at Jarvis, he looked surprised as me. Just last year she was skinny as a rail. Now she was the best shit poppin'. Body was bangin' hard as hell.
"Yo? Word! That ain't, Caterina! I take that bag, B." I shrugged and turn back to my locker,
"It's coo', that ain't my guh'..." a few seconds later I felt someone tap my shoulder,
"You still haven't shown me what that mouf' do, Beck..." Chanel said that with such confidence, it irk Beck to his very soul. If his sister even tried to act like that he would grab them by there very ankles hang them upside down. And shake them till they'd have some sense in there brains. But? Then again, he didn't have to worry about that - his mom didn't play those "hot in the panties" games.
"What, Chanel? What do you want?" He said leaning his back against his own locker. She gave him a pouty face and ran her hand down his chest. He swiftly swiped her hand away with no emotion on his face,
"Like I said? What do you want - I gots to be getting to class..." she kissed her teeth and rolled her eyes.
"Bahaha," Jarvis and Beck laughed looking at one another, "she can roll ha' eyes and stomp her feet but these two fine niggas she sho' can't beat!" The slapped hands as they bust into laughter. Chanel was mad he wasn't giving her any play,
"You two are so lame..." Caterina, said as she finally spoke,
"Oh! Little Rena, over there finally talks..." Beck said fanning her off,
"Are you mad at me, Becky with the good hair?" She said ruffling his very blonde curls. He smacked her hand away and picked up his backpack,
"Nah. You good, shawty." Chanel look from him to her, giving her friend a "bih, no you didn't face".
"What? Why you looking at me like that?" Caterina, said frowning up at Chanel. But Beck had caught that look,
"She mad you even know me..." Jarvis swung his arm over Caterina's shoulders.
"Don't mind him - how was Italy?" Jarvis questioned Caterina as they walked down the packed hallway.
"Probably crappy," Beck said, Caterina rolled her neck at him. She was finally understanding why he was being so cold towards home. She had left without saying a word to him, didn't call, didn't even give him a hug goodbye. He was still sour over the whole thing.
"He mad cause I turned my birthday into a lifestyle..." Beck turned around on instinct, and was face to face with her,
"Girl woo', only reason you went is because of the student exchange program - because you half Italian. But then that turned into a whole school year. But standing her popping off at the mouth but you been eating all that salami and your body blew up. Last time I seen you, you was a skinny as light pole." Her mouth dropped open and she pushed Jarvis arm off her shoulder. She was always insecure about her weight,
"What you do? Get some implants or injections? You were so skinny, you could hoola-hoop with Fruit Loops... but up here trying to diss me. And why you hanging with this Timmy Tuner looking thot?" No filter at all or once so ever is what Beck was known about. Caterina sighed and look him dead in the eyes,
She was so calmed when she said this, "I'd like to see things from your point of view, but I can't seem to get my head that far up your ass."
Jarvis started laughed hard as possible. Beck, nodded at her comeback. He turned around and walking to class leaving, Jarvis behind, "aye! Wait up man... that was funny," he said saying goodbye to Caterina and running up to Beck. Inside he was laughing but on the outside he was still mad. Now that Caterina look like this? Every guy in Port Richmond high school is as going to be down her neck. And, that's something Beck didn't like. Truth be told, he didn't want anyone even breathing next to her... that was all down the drain now.
"Beck? Would you like to participate with the class. I won't be repeating the project again..." I looked at, Mr. Ming as he stood in the front of the class holding a piece of paper. Probably our assignment,
"Sorry. I sort of spaced out." I didn't play about my school work. I had football to worry about. He eyed me for a second before he went back to talking about certain chemicals we'd be using for the project. Scribbling somethings down on the notebook. My phone lit up on my desk. I looked back up at my teacher as he was paying me no mind. Just rambling off at the mouth at stuff I already knew - well not entirely.
The message was from, Caterina surprised him. Made him laugh to himself,
Caterina fake ass☠️🖕🏼: hate that your still mad at me. Can we at least talk about it... 12:09
Me: no, Kylie Jenner..✌🏽
Delivered 12:11
Looking back up to the PowerPoint that my teacher just put up. The lights were turnt out and he began to pass out our project sheet packet, homework packet, and note sheet. The passed it door the row as I lean back in my seat tapping my pen lightly. I was kind of pissed that I was already piled up with homework.
I was already looking at the clock to go home. I didn't have practice today, but a jit still had hella' shit to do after school. Had to pick up my sisters, I was grounded, had to do homework, and clean up the whole house. I probably had to do some stuff for my mom job too. But that was the norm for me - just just hoped that man wasn't go be at the crib. He wasn't my daddy...
He was my sperm donor... and he was in the NBA. But can't pay child support ain't that a bitch.
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School finally ended, I didn't get a ride from Jarvis because I had to pick up my snotty nose sisters today. I just walked because honestly it wasn't a big thing for me. I basically ran the whole way to there school. I sat on the bench waiting for them to get out. When I heard the bell ring from inside, I laughed when all the little kids ran out. Happy to be going home. I stood up from my seating position so my sisters could see me.
As I waited someone hit my phone, but I didn't bother to pull it out. I knew it was either Jarvis, Rena, or some hoes on one of my social media. I rocked back and forth as I scene some lil boy talking to my sister. I instantly went into big bother mode. Evy, looked at the boy like he had two heads as she ignored him completely. I chuckled when the boy finally gave up and ran off to his bus. But, Evy kept the candy as they both skipped over to me,
"Was that lil knuckle head boy bother you, Evy?" She shook her head no as she licked on the lollipop,
"Mhm? He like you?" She nodded,
"Yes, but I don't like him. He got a long head and he smell like Fritos." I busted out laughed as Amber chewed on some Gushers.
"Haha! Now that was a good one, my Lil sister got some comebacks..." Evy looked up at him,
"What's that? But, there's a lot of boys in my class that like me. This yellow girl and her dark skin friend - who don't like me or Amber said I was a p.i.m.p? I don't even know what that is, so I called her buck tooth ball head donkey. Then went back to my desk to finish my fractions..." I looked down at her as we were walking on the path to our house. My little sister were savages,
"And what she say after that?" I said laughing,
"She didn't do anything but roll her eyes - but Beck?" Evy said, then Amber butted in calling my name,
"What's up, Am?" I said as I held both of their hands,
"What's a bitch? I heard an older boy say it when we were walking from out class to lunch," she asked, I nearly chocked on spit and air,
"That's a bad word don't say that. He shouldn't even be saying that!"
"But what is it?" Damn you curiosity!
"It's um? Um... um, a term for a girl dog -" I didn't want to lie to her, "- but it still a bad word so don't say it okay? That goes for you too, Evy. If anyone calls you that, just know it's bad and tell me, a'ight?"
"Okay," that said in unison as we were almost closer to the house. It was hard being a big brother. After talking with them to make time go by faster. We finally made it to the house, the two of them kept pestering for ice cream. I knew mom would have a fit if I gave them some for dinner... but mom wasn't home at the moment so I gave them some,
"Better not tell mom. So, eat it then go do your homework?" They nodded and I blew out some air. I was now in my room as I got them situated. I changed our if what I wore to school and put in some simple chill clothes.
After I did that, I pulled my own homework out of my backpack. Plus taking my phone out of my joggers pocket. I opened my phone as I stood on my cream-gray rug in the middle of the floor.
I had a text from a few people but I didn't feel like going through all that bullshit, but one message stuck out. One of my other good mutual friends: Tove hit me up. He just had to ask me if I was going to the damn bomb-fire tonight! Like you nigga roach, I'm grounded for damn life. On house arrest, with no parole!
My front door open down stairs, and I bit my lip. Debating on if I should ask my momma if I could go. I built up the nerve to leave out my room and go downstairs to ask her, as I ran down the step jump off the last few. I looked at double trouble as they were doing there homework at the kitchen table,
"Hey, ma'," she kissed both their heads as she walked into the kitchen with some bags,
"Hello - and to whatever you were about to ask. The answer is no, your still grounded," my mouth dropped,
"What! I wasn't going to ask you anythang!" She gave me a look and I gave up,
"Ma' please can I go to the bomb-fire! Please!" I said holding both of my hands into a fist,
"No." she said calmly. I clicked my tongue and mumble something under my breath,
"What was tha'?"
"Nothin' momma." I groaned,
"Mhm, should have thought about that before you snuck out this here house and maybe you could be trusted,"
"A'ight ma'. Ain't gotta' rub it in... but why are you back so early from work?" She gave me a look,
"Because? Right now you can not be trusted. And, I'm not leaving you home alone... point blank period." I smacked my lips, "smack em' again," she said not looking my way as I leaned against the counter,
"But mom? You can't be coming home from work early everyday?" I said confused,
"I know. That's why I've solved that problem. I'll be getting a Babysitter. Now that I've gotten promoted at the firm I can't come home early. You better be lucky I don't get that British Babysitter in here, bet you'd act like you got some since now."
"Babysitter!" All three of us said at once,
"Yes, a Babysitter. Now don't question me. Go do you homework. Ima need you to do something for me later..." I was mentally cursing in my head.
My sister gave me scolding looks like it was my fault, which is was. I stuck out my tongue at them making them flip there hair sassily. I walked off and smiled up the steps to go to my room. I had to think of something and quick - then it dawned on me.
Shit was about to be fucked up... but I had a plan. Make that babysitter's job and life - a living hell.
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