[ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴏɴᴇ PT.2: A force in motion.
Tha day is young, the temperatᴜre is soaring up as i sit at the table counter in front of my friend grace. A tall hispanic teen the same age as me. She watches me eye her and takes out an ear pod that seems to have been lodged in her ear to keep it from falling out. Her face looks confused before she says “Did you say something? I couldnt hear i had music“ i shake my head and rest my arm on the table sitting my chin in my palm. “ No“ my voice trails off but i look up at her hesitantly. “You think maybe i shouldnt go to School yet?“
Her jaw drops and for the moment i feel so stupid because now shes in my face with her hot cheeto breath. “Are you on drugs cody? No like seriously“ she starts to look around the kitchen in hopes to find some narcotic ᴛhat contributes ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ sᴛᴜᴘɪᴅɪᴛʏ. “ ɪᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ᴏɴ ᴅʀᴜɢs ɢʀᴀᴄᴇ. I ᴅᴏɴᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ɪᴠᴇ ᴊᴜsᴛ ʙᴇᴇɴ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ sᴛᴜᴄᴋ. Iᴍ ᴇxʜᴀᴜsᴛᴇᴅ. Iғ ᴀɴʏᴛɪᴍᴇ ɪs ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ sᴛᴏᴘ ɪᴛs ɴᴏᴡ“ sʜᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋs ᴀᴛ ᴍᴇ ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ ʟᴀᴜɴᴄʜɪɴɢ ᴀᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɢʀᴀʙʙɪɴɢ ʜᴏʟᴅ ᴏғ ᴍʏ ᴀʀᴍ sᴏ ʜᴀʀᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ ᴊᴇʀᴋ ғᴏʀᴡᴀʀᴅs. “ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ-“ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴅs ғᴀʟʟ sɪʟᴇɴᴛ ᴀs sʜᴇ ᴅʀᴀɢs ᴍᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴏʀ ᴏғ ʜᴇʀ ʜᴏᴜsᴇ, ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛʀᴇᴇᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴏᴜʀ ʟᴏɴɢʙᴏᴀʀᴅs. I sᴛᴀʏ ǫᴜɪᴇᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴇᴛ ʜᴇʀ ᴄᴀʀʀʏ ʙᴏᴛʜ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇᴍ. Sʜᴇ ᴍᴜᴍʙʟᴇs ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ʜᴇʀ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜ “ ᴛʜɪs ᴡᴀs ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ɪ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜʀᴇ ʟᴏsɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟғ“ Tʜᴇ ᴡᴀʟᴋ ɪs ǫᴜɪᴇᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴡᴇ ɢᴇᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ sᴋᴀᴛᴇᴘᴀʀᴋ ɪ sɪᴛ ᴏɴ ᴍʏ ɴᴇᴡ ʟᴏɴɢʙᴏᴀʀᴅ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇᴍᴘʟᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ᴅᴇᴄɪsɪᴏɴs. “Grace what if my Dream is as simple as being happy?“ Her face said it all. She was Disappointed in me. Going to Wcvu has always been my dream but my wants dont define me. “ i am not school or work. I am me.“ she turns away from me putting her head down “Maybe you should be“ and she walks away quietly not even looking back. I dont say a word. I just watch her walk away. I decided i would definitely go to school but not to keep grace around, so that i can make a living and never have to worry about some walking away from me again.







