Nellie hangs up, I send Jeremy a quick message saying good night again before turning in for the night. I canât wait to see him tomorrow.
By the time I get settled in my bed, itâs eleven-thirty. Iâve got to be up in a few hours to face the day at South Bay High. Every day seems to be filled with the same drama. But, at least now I have a new face to look forward to seeing on a regular basis.
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âJayd. Wake up, girl. Your manâs in trouble. And, itâs all your fault!â a familiar voice screams at me from the dark. I feel like Iâm outside and the wind is blowing so much I can hardly keep my eyes open long enough to see anything.
âJeremy,â a womanâs voice screams from the distance. And then I see Jeremy walk up the steps to the main hall. And in slow motion a huge wave hits him from behind. When the water recedes, Jeremy is nowhere to be found.
âJeremy,â I scream, but itâs too late. Why didnât I warn him about the wave? Would it have made a difference, or would he still have been engulfed by the powerful water?
Â
Even with all the gossip about us spreading around school like a forest fire, Jeremy and I are still going strong. So far, so good. Our friends are still getting used to the idea that weâre dating, but thatâs for them to deal with, not us. Every new couple needs to spend time alone to get to know each other and chill before actually solidifying the relationship. And, weâre doing just that.
âI really like eating off campus. Itâs so relaxing to leave school behind, even if for only a little while,â I say, sipping my chocolate milk shake from Jack-in-the-Box. KJ and I would go off campus occasionally, but not every day, like Jeremy and his crew. Even if they all donât go, someone at least makes a food run. They hardly ever eat campus food.
âYeah, itâs a relief, isnât it? Makes you remember the world is bigger than high school,â Jeremy says.
âYou can say that again. I like hanginâ with you,â I say, grabbing hold of his hand as we walk back to campus from the main parking lot.
âHey, man. Can I holla at you for a minute?â one of Jeremyâs friends says as we start to walk up the stairs leading to the main hall. A strong sea breeze kicks up dust into the air, and something feels like déja vù.
âSure thing, man. Jayd, give me a second, would you?â
âYeah, go ahead. Iâll wait here,â I say, totally missing the signs of the impending drama. As Jeremy talks with his friend, the breeze knocks some napkins left over from lunch out of my hand. They fly everywhere. I chase after them in the wind, which causes me to break out in a light sweat.
As I run around like a dog chasing its tail, I notice Stan and Dan, campus security, watching Jeremy. I look over toward Jeremy and see what they see: Jeremy gives what looks like a cigarette to the dude. I want to warn Jeremy, but itâs too late. Stan and Dan close in on them, and all I can do is watch.
6
Iâm Your Pusher
âIn this life one thing counts/In the bank large amountsâ
âLUDACRIS
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A fter Jeremy and his friend were handcuffed and led to the office, I went to class as if nothing happened. I didnât tell anyone in class, not even my home girl, Alia. Sheâs the coolest White girl Iâve ever met, and sheâs on the same track as me, so we have most of our classes together.
âHey, Jayd. Is everything all right? You look a little pale,â she says, turning around in her seat to look at me. Sheâs a pretty girl with long, blond hair, usually streaked with multiple fluorescent colors, and dark blue eyes. Sheâs on the girlâs volleyball team, although I think she should play basketball. Whatâs the point of being six feet tall and not ballinâ?
âIâm fine, girl. Just tired of the drama,â I respond,
By the time I get settled in my bed, itâs eleven-thirty. Iâve got to be up in a few hours to face the day at South Bay High. Every day seems to be filled with the same drama. But, at least now I have a new face to look forward to seeing on a regular basis.
Â
âJayd. Wake up, girl. Your manâs in trouble. And, itâs all your fault!â a familiar voice screams at me from the dark. I feel like Iâm outside and the wind is blowing so much I can hardly keep my eyes open long enough to see anything.
âJeremy,â a womanâs voice screams from the distance. And then I see Jeremy walk up the steps to the main hall. And in slow motion a huge wave hits him from behind. When the water recedes, Jeremy is nowhere to be found.
âJeremy,â I scream, but itâs too late. Why didnât I warn him about the wave? Would it have made a difference, or would he still have been engulfed by the powerful water?
Â
Even with all the gossip about us spreading around school like a forest fire, Jeremy and I are still going strong. So far, so good. Our friends are still getting used to the idea that weâre dating, but thatâs for them to deal with, not us. Every new couple needs to spend time alone to get to know each other and chill before actually solidifying the relationship. And, weâre doing just that.
âI really like eating off campus. Itâs so relaxing to leave school behind, even if for only a little while,â I say, sipping my chocolate milk shake from Jack-in-the-Box. KJ and I would go off campus occasionally, but not every day, like Jeremy and his crew. Even if they all donât go, someone at least makes a food run. They hardly ever eat campus food.
âYeah, itâs a relief, isnât it? Makes you remember the world is bigger than high school,â Jeremy says.
âYou can say that again. I like hanginâ with you,â I say, grabbing hold of his hand as we walk back to campus from the main parking lot.
âHey, man. Can I holla at you for a minute?â one of Jeremyâs friends says as we start to walk up the stairs leading to the main hall. A strong sea breeze kicks up dust into the air, and something feels like déja vù.
âSure thing, man. Jayd, give me a second, would you?â
âYeah, go ahead. Iâll wait here,â I say, totally missing the signs of the impending drama. As Jeremy talks with his friend, the breeze knocks some napkins left over from lunch out of my hand. They fly everywhere. I chase after them in the wind, which causes me to break out in a light sweat.
As I run around like a dog chasing its tail, I notice Stan and Dan, campus security, watching Jeremy. I look over toward Jeremy and see what they see: Jeremy gives what looks like a cigarette to the dude. I want to warn Jeremy, but itâs too late. Stan and Dan close in on them, and all I can do is watch.
6
Iâm Your Pusher
âIn this life one thing counts/In the bank large amountsâ
âLUDACRIS
Â
Â
A fter Jeremy and his friend were handcuffed and led to the office, I went to class as if nothing happened. I didnât tell anyone in class, not even my home girl, Alia. Sheâs the coolest White girl Iâve ever met, and sheâs on the same track as me, so we have most of our classes together.
âHey, Jayd. Is everything all right? You look a little pale,â she says, turning around in her seat to look at me. Sheâs a pretty girl with long, blond hair, usually streaked with multiple fluorescent colors, and dark blue eyes. Sheâs on the girlâs volleyball team, although I think she should play basketball. Whatâs the point of being six feet tall and not ballinâ?
âIâm fine, girl. Just tired of the drama,â I respond,
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