You Know the laws and rules so don't break them
Authors note: This is my first story and although there is some sex involved. This is not an erotic story. If that's what you're looking for the find it some where else. This story is about teens of different races. I am always open to your comments @ Megalabray@aol.com Copyright 2005 Megalabray
********************** Oakbridge high **********************
Admittance
God I hate "A" days. Those are the days that I got to Math (homeroom), JROTC, and Science. I never really like "A" days. None of my friends are in those classes. As I sat on the bus I became even madder as I had realized that I was only two more traffic lights away from my stupid school. My name's dre, I am 16. I'm an average guy or at least I think so. I'm and black 6'0 weight 193 (yes big, But don't worry I carry my weight around good) . Medium brown skin I have a low haircut. And I would say I had an average guy's Dick for my age (if you wanted to know). My mom spoils me. Anything I want I get. Sometimes she will surprise me with a little present here and there. Man 6:45 and already at school, with fifteen minutes to kill. God I fucking hate "A" days.
As I walked into the school I already saw my locker right next to the vending machine. I opened up my locker and gathered the books that I need for the day. As I shut my locker I saw one of my friends, Jeff.
"What's up Blackie? How is my mandinkan warrior doing?" I said
"I'm alright Shrek. How about you?"
"Aww, so you got jokes now? Maybe I'll have to show this runaway slave who's the master. Huh, kunta?"
After a few more exchanges of words we went or separate ways. I had forgotten about how mad I was until I saw her. Kina, now she was an ass hole all she did was complain complain complain. I hated her sometimes I wish she would die. That's when my best friend (girl) came over to ask what's wrong.
I said "Besides me and you not being together, this fucking school."
She just smiled and ignored my comment. Kendra was the type of girl who was so pretty she looked stuck up. Her hair was long and beautiful. Her legs were smooth and shiny and they only seemed to make her light caramel complexion show more. Her lips were full and always soft and moist. Not that we kissed but when were close I can see every line of perfection in them. The only thing that turned me off was her attitude. Normally I am a person who loves attitudes but sometime she crosses the line between attitude and bitchy. But she was still the friend who I would die for. She truly was my world.
Trying to start a conversation up I asked "So what up wit you and your girl Arinata?"
She smiled and said,"You think you funny? You know I still love her but she mess wit Kiara now."
She always did know me. I was trying to push her buttons. Personally I think she shouldn't think about that ugly bat, and she should just get with me or Miguel. But ,she was too heartbroken to do that. Her first love, for a girl, broke up with her and got with a girl she had already liked. Kendra cried for weeks. That's when I remembered I had something to do.
"Hey, mouse ill catch you later I got to do the Ms.Grabbers Hw."I said and bounced.
"Aiight monk-monk, you probably bout ta go find Courtney. Thinking you slick"
she said in a playful yet jealous tone.
Truth be told I really thought that she was jealous of me and Courtney's relationship. We weren't going out but we were true friends and I loved her dearly. Our relationship was different from mine and Kendra's. We never fought, we never were mad at each other. Sometimes I felt like Courtney actually had feelings for me. I never knew because she never said anything, but it just felt like that. One thing that I did know was that she always greeted me with the cutest smile.
While I was walking and thinking I didn't realize that I had bumped into Steve. Steve was like the king of Longview (Neighborhood),The neighborhood that I lived in.
"Damn nigga!" he playfully yelled.
"My bad son!" I said in an unusually loud voice.
"Oh wassup Dre. I was looking for you Ms. Smith wants to see us before class starts." He said relaxed.
"For what?!" I said still pissed.
"I don't know"
"Aiight ill be there just got to go to the library real fast."
"Aiight then son, im out" He said as he walked off.
I never really thought of Steve as a scary person, but everyone else around me did. He was dark, had dreads and always wore red. I just figured he must have been a blood or in some gang. I wondered why Ms. Smith wanted to see us. I finally arrived at the library, if you want to call it that. Ten or so tables and books surrounding them. But, I did love the librarians. I sat down at an empty table and started to begin my work, when my friend Enran came up and playfully slapped me on the back of my head and sat in the seat directly across from me.
"Wassup bitch, how's my wife (meaning his mom)?" I said playfully.
"I don't know, she was saying something about your dick being small." He replied with a smirk.
We both just laughed.
Enron wasn't really a person that I could say I usually hung out with. To be a Muslim or whatever nationality he was, I thought that he was sexy. Wait did I just call him sexy? He was from Afghanistan and complexion was light with no scars or acne present on his face. His hair was cut medium-low into an almost fade, but not really. It was jet black ,silky and straight. He was a good dresser and nice to talk to once you got to know him. Occasionally he would bump or shove me purposely, just playing around. This time was different, his eyes were almost serious and sad , like something inside was eating him up and he needed to tell me. Me, being the shy person I am ,I just ignored it.
While I was doing my work we would engage in little conversations, but nothing too serious. His foot was touching mine, but I just left my foot there for some reason because it felt right. When I positioned my foot so that it was touching Enran's foot even more he looked up. His brown eyes locked with mine. We looked at eachother for a moment, not saying anything before he spoke.
"Dre I really need to tell you something." He said as he sat straight up and lowered his head.
"What?" I said taking my foot away from his.
"Well, I have feelings for you and I wanted to know if you have feelings for me?" He said shyly.
"Yeah sure you're a cool person to talk to" I said, not realizing what he meant.
I looked at my watch and realized I had to meet Ms. Smith. I practically ran out the door as Enran was trying to explain something.
That's when I yelled back "Hit me up lada son, after school Aight!"
Walking through the hallway I saw two guys kissing. I just frowned my face and walked on. Why was I so repulsed by this display? Wasn't I just the one who was playing "Footsie" with Enran? That's when I was snapped out of my concentration.
"Dre, come on son, we been waiting nigga I got shit to do!" Steve said half pissed because I was late.
"Aiight man, I'm coming" I replied as I came in.
That's when I saw Ms. Smith sitting down on the computer. Ms. Smith was a laid back teacher. She loved when I made jokes but she didn't like when Steve didn 't do his work. Why are we here anyway? I want to just to find Kendra and chill before homeroom. Now what the hell did she want?
"Dre (all of my teachers call me that), steve, we don't have a lot of time so I'll get to the point." said ms smith.
Steve sat down and interrupted "Ok...What?"
"Well if you stop interrupting and let me talk you'll know." Ms. Smith said a little irritated. "Rumor has it that you two live in the same neighborhood. Is this true?"
"Yeah... So?" I said a little annoyed.
"Good then I'll set things up for today." Ms Smith said happily
"Set what up!" said Steve angrily.
"Well boys, starting today after school you will be working on an "after school project." Those three words made my ears ring. The project is on the reality of relationships. It's due by June that's 5 months. I want at least three theories, 12 pages, and typed and your best. Also some recorded or live proof will improve your grade. This is guaranteed to pull your grade up at least by 2 letter grades. So you both will be passing my class. That's the end of it. Either do it or fail. Bye boys."
Boo and I both left that class depressed. We exchanged numbers and set up a time to do our projects.
The rest of the day went by pretty fast, fortunately. I was relieved and when I got home I got in the bed I had been long waiting for. Then I went to sleep. I woke at 5:10. Damn, Steve was coming over, so I had to change and clean up my room so we could study there. At 5:47 he called, just like his lazy ass, I answered the phone.
"Nigga where you at?!"
"At your damn door just open it, shit!" He said.
I let him in and he followed me to my room. My room was always a cool temperature. I had lights all over from siren lights to lava lights. I even had a lava light built into my lamp. I could tell he was impressed, like everyone, by my room. Since I didn't have a table, and my computer was on the desk I asked him what he wanted.
"What do you want, the bed or floor?"
"Bed son, my back was hurtin' this morning and I aint tryna' take a chance."
"Aiight then bed it is."
I hopped on the bed and we began to read and write done notes. Then I needed a break so I turned on my TV to watch Bet, or at least I thought. The porn I was watching was still playing. I was so embarrassed.
"Looks like some did something last night." Steve said playfully. I wasn't in the playing mood.
"Nigga shut up if you ever got some pussy you know you do the same thing."
"True." He said. I began to take out the tape when boo said let it play. "To see if it is any good". I said ok and let it play.
There was a girl getting gang-banged by two men in a double penetration. I was beginning to get hard and wanted to play with myself so bad, but I resisted. I looked at Steve and saw that he had the same dilemma. I was getting really horny now. Steve was too. I got up and took out the tape before I came on myself. It looked as if Steve was concentrating hard. Then out of nowhere Steve asked the most random question at the moment.
"A dre, if you was sent to jail would you let a nigga rape you or die?" Where was he going with this question?
"I dunno what about you?" I asked.
"I asked you first" he said.
"Nigga I would rather get raped then die." I said trying to sound like I "go hard". "You?"
"Same."
"Oh, I thought that you would say that you would rather die."
Now we were back on the bed finishing the notes for the day. We didn't say much after that because we were both in deep thought. Man why was I getting hard off that dude fucking her ass on the video? Am I Gay? No, I Can't be gay because I fucked too many girls. What am I? Bi?
When we were finished we made plans for me to go over to his house and we would rotate every time we met. I walked him to the door. Before he left he turned around looked me in the eyes, we were so close I thought he was about to kiss me. If I thought that why wouldn't I move? Then he leaned closer. This is the moment...Ding Dong...Shit!!
"Who is it?" I answered breaking our stare.
"UPS"
Damn I thought. Why was I saying damn, I should have been saying thanks. As I opened the door Steve left and I signed for the package. I opened the package to see that my mom got another LV (Louis Vuitton) purse. That's when my phone rang..
"Hello?"
"Dre it's me Enran"
"Wassup son, what were you going to te-"I was interrupted?
"Dre don't speak. Dre I like you, not as a friend, not as my boy, but more than that. I'm so confused I never liked guys, but you're so cool I just had to tell you. If you don't feel that same way, my bad and I'll understand if you don't wanna talk to me, but, if you're interested , meet me in the back of the library by the fiction section at 6:50."
....
He hung up. I was in shock. My head was spinning from that day with so many thoughts.I should have felt repulsed, but I didn't. I was interested and that confused me, but only a little. All I knew for sure was that I was starting to REALLY, REALLY like "A"days. Tomorrow I'm going to see Enran. Wait... tomorrow is a "B" Day....
Author's Note
Thanks everyone for reading my story. If you havent figured out this storie is based on my life. This story was "proofed" by Madasonayasha@aol.com. She wrote "around my way" and much more AIM her for her link to her stories or just email her. She so cool she's like my sister. To contact me AIM me @ megalabray for early updates to the storie or to get to know me better!