Wednesday, April 16, 2008 - 05:35
I NEEDED YOU
Now I can finally put this one over here lol. running tomorrow.
NEEDED YOU (based on the song)
To sum it up, this story is basically telling what Chris went through at the age of 17 with no father around. Getting in trouble with school and the law and stuff like that.
Joyce: Chris! Get up! Now! his mom called as she stood in the doorway of his room.
He slowly lifted his head, looked at her, and laid right back down.
Joyce: I'm serious Chris! Get up and go to school! And don't let me get no calls today about you actin up! I'm not playin! Get up!
She shut the door and left the ringing of her voice in his ear.
Chris: Damn! he whined as he slowly got up.
Joyce: And watch your mouth! she called from outside of her door.
He sluggishly walked to the bathroom to take a shower, when his older sister Tootie ran out of nowhere and got there first.
Chris: Come on man, you saw me goin in there!
She opened the door.
Tootie: Ha ha, she teased as she slammed it in his face.
Chris: Man this some bulls***! Open the door and get out man!
Tootie opened the door and smacked him upside his head.
Tootie: Who the hell you think you talkin to lil boy? I'm not one of them lil girls in the street, don't bring that mess up in here.
Chris: Man, this ain't f***in fair, you don't even live here, he mumbled under his breath as he turned and walked away.
Tootie: What was that? she asked as she opened the door again.
Chris: Nothin!
He angrilly went back to his room and slammed the door. He heard his sixteen year old sister, and fifteen year old brother leaving out of the house. He looked at the clock. 8:01 and he still hadn't even got in the shower yet. Yup. This was definately looking like one of his cut school days. He just wasn't in it. He laid back down on his bed and stared at the ceiling when Tootie came into the room dressed for work.
Tootie: Mom told me to make sure you get your ass out of here this morning. So jump in the shower and let's go. And don't take all day cause you know i gotta be to work soon.
So much for that plan. He got up irritated all over again and went to get ready. Finally twenty minutes later, she pulled up in front of his school.
Tootie: See ya little brother.
He threw up the deuces sign as he got out. He immediately saw his chill buddies outside of the building.
Chris: L...Josh, what's poppin ya'll? he said as he dapped them up.
Josh: Ain't s*** my nigga.
L: What? Chris actually showed up on time for school today? It's bout to f***in snow in La.
Chris: Man don't even try to play me like that. My moms knew my ass was bout to skip out so she put my sister on watch patrol and s***, makin sure i got here.
Josh: Damn. Her ass stayin wit ya'll again huh?
Chris: Hell yeah.
L: I don't know how you do it my nigga. You might ass well say that's your second mom and s***. She always on your case about somethin.
Chris: Man you ain't neva lied. But one place she ain't at...is here. And i don't know about ya'll, but it's early in the mornin, my s*** already startin out bad, and i'm ready to get blazed like now.
Jsoh: s***, you ain't said nothin but a word.
Thrity minutes after the bell rang for first period, Chris stumbled in laughing all over the place.
Mrs. Andrews: Mr...Mr Brown. Mr Brown!
He turned and looked at her still giggling.
Mrs. Andrews: You are thirty minutes late to my class, may I ask why?
Chris: No you may not, he responded as the class busted out laughing.
He looked at her.
Chris: Ooh Ms. Andrews i didn't know you had a twin! Damn one of you is enough! I'm scared!
Mrs. Andrews: Mr. Brown, i am tired. I put up with this everyday from you, but I refuse to take your outbursts and interruptions today. I refuse!
Chris: Look lady, do you talk just to hear yourself or something? Or do you really think we pay attention to anything that you say? Mr. Brown, i refuse to put up with your outbursts and interruptions today! I refuse! he mimicked her making the whole class laugh even harder.
Mrs. Andrews: Mr. Brown!
Chris: And who is Mr. Brown?! My name is Christopher. Say it with me, ready? Chris-to-pher. See how easy that is? I mean damn, you always borin us with s*** we don't wanna hear, why don't you make yourself useful and say something worth saying! And since i know that's impossible for you to do because, well, let's face it, you're boring as f***, at least get my name right.
Mrs. Andrews: That's it Mr. Brown, i'm writing you up, she said as she hurried to her desk and got out a pink slip.
Chris: Didn't we just go through this? Damn lady, you just don't listen do you? he asked as he walked over to her desk and watched her angrilly scribble some words onto the pink slip.
Mrs. Andrews: Don't come back here without a parent...Mr. Brown.
He rolled his eyes and snatched it before walking out the door.
Mrs. Andrews: And make sure you go straight to the office!
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lol him and tootie dont stop! but im glad Chris decided to change his ways...run it!
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CHRIS IS BAD AZZ HELL...
IM GLAD HE WILLIN 2 CHANGE...
RUN IT...
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Gurl Theres A DumbAzz
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Chris: Look, I know I had you cryin. And i'm sorry. You right, I been putting you through a lot of sh...stuff,...and you don't deserve that. You're the best mother I could ever ask for, and...it's time I started treatin you like it. So...I called the bootcamp and i'm goin back in the mornin...and this time i'mma stay there until I can earn the right to come back...
Tootie: Bulls***! she laughed.
Chris looked at her like he wanted to tell her to shut the f*** up, but he didn't say it.
His mom just stared at him, trying to figure out what to say.
Joyce: You're actually apologizing??
She wasn't trying to show it, but she was really touched by what he had just said to her.
Chris: Yeah I am.
Out of nowhere, Tootie started laughing again.
Tootie: Ma, I know you are not feeding into this.
By now, Chris couldn't take it anymore.
Chris: DO YOU EVER SHUT THE f*** UP???
Tootie: EXCUSE YOU??? she yelled jumping up in his face. WHO THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING TO???
Joyce: Tootie, get out of his face!
His sister looked at their mom with raised eyebrows.
Tootie: Me??
Joyce: Yeah you! You see the boy is tryin, leave him alone!
Tootie: I don't believe this, she laughed to herself as she sat back down.
His mom sighed and looked back at him.
Joyce: I'm proud of you Chris. I ain't never seen this side of you, and I don't know where it came from, but i'm damn proud of you. I hope you really are serious about makin a change in your life.
Chris: I am...and uh...there's one more thing.
Joyce: What's that?
Chris: I gotta be f***in crazy, he thought to himself, thinking about what he was about to do. He sighed and looked at his mom.
Chris: Hit me.
Joyce: What??
Chris: I want you to hit me. When I heard you cryin...especially cause of me...look, I just felt bad about it, he said, not being able to fully express the way he felt. Excuse my language, but i've been actin like an a**hole towards you-
Tootie: Amen!
He glared at her, before he finished talking.
Chris: And...I feel like you hitting me is what I deserve.
Tootie: I'll do it.
Chris: I swear on everything if you touch me, he said balling his fists and looking at her.
Joyce: Alright, do ya'll ever stop?!
She stood up and looked at Chris. He braced himself for what he thought was gonna come, which was what he had asked for, but to his surprise, instead of hitting him, she wrapped her arms around him, hugging him.
Joyce: I love you Chris, she whispered. I love you so much.
Chris: I...love you too, he said, somewhat confused.
She didn't say anything else, but she didn't let him go either.
Chris: Ma?
She didn't say anything, but he did feel her shaking, while her arms still around him.
Chris: Ma, you cryin?
When she didn't answer, he knew he had been right by his assumption.
Chris: Ma, stop cryin, what I do now?
Joyce: You didn't do nothin Chris. You just made me happy. For the first time, you made me happy.
He didn't say anything else, he just stood there, and let her hug him until she stopped crying, before finally letting him go.
Tootie: I still don't believe him, she said getting up, and going into her room.
Chris: Who asked you?! he called after her.
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POP OFF!!!!!!
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POP OFF!!!!!!
He quietly went back to his room, and shut the door. He turned on the radio, and got dressed to the music, trying to relax his mind, but it wouldn't. When he was done, he sighed and sat on his bed, looking at his phone. He had thought long and hard about what he was gonna do, and as much as he didn't wanna do it, he made the call.
Sargent Carl: Sargent Carl Thomas?
Chris:...
Sargent Carl: Hello? Is anybody there?
Chris:...yeah, is this...Sargent Carl?
Sargent Carl: Yes it is. How can I help you?
Chris: Yeah uh...this is Chris.
Sargent Carl sat back in his seat, and stared ahead of him.
Sargent Carl: Brown?
Chris:Yeah...
Sargent Carl: Well what can I do for you Mr. Brown? Enjoying your vacation?
Chris rolled his eyes.
Chris: Nah, actually i'm not. I uh...I wanna come back...
Sargent Carl switched the phone from hand to the other.
Sargent Carl: And what makes you think you deserve to come back Mr. Brown? You went on unpermissible leave, I have grounds to have you arrested.
Chris sighed.
Chris: I know...but I made a mistake...I'll uh...I'll apologize or whatever you want me to do...I just need another chance.
The line went silent for a minute, while sarg made up his mind what he was gonna do.
Sargent Carl: Someone will be there to pick you up in 1400 hours, he said as he hung up.
Chris hung up the phone and threw it on the bed.
Chris: The hell did I just do? he asked himself.
Never in a million years would he ever think he'd be going back to that place willingly, but just the thought of his mother's tears crushed him. He didn't mean to hurt her, he was just so used to acting the way that he wanted to, and having to answer to nobody. And she was right. Since his dad had left, things had changed with him. But that was only because he had so much anger inside of him. What kind of father didn't want their own child? Cliche, I know, especially since it's an everyday thing in America, but it still hurts when it's you that it's happening to. Chris sighed again, as he stood up, and went into the livingroom. His sister took one look at him, and stood up.
Tootie: You need to take your ass back to your room or somethin.
Chris: Ma, I need to talk to you, he said, completely ignoring her.
His sister looked at him like he was crazy, and folded his arms.
Tootie: Excuse me? Did you not hear what I just said?
Chris: Yeah, I heard you loud and clear, and as you can see, I don't care. I'm not talkin to you, i'm talkin to her.
Tootie started laughing, and looking at her mom.
Tootie: I'm bout to hurt this lil boy-
Chris: Can you just leave me alone for one minute?! Damn!
She stared at him for a long time, before she sat back on the couch, and crossed her legs. He sighed out of frustration, and sat down beside Joyce.
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POP OFF!!!!!!
Damn, he muts really feel bad now.
Well maybe he can try to change...
RUN IT!!!
He should feel bad...
Jackass!
RUN IT!
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All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!)
And (KKKAAAA CHING!)
And take your money
All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!)
And (KKKAAAA CHING!)
And take your money
-"Paper Planes"♥M.I.A.
Chris: Ma!
He shut the door, and walked into the kitchen.
Chris: Ma, where you at?
Joyce: Chris, where the hell are you doing here? she asked appearing in front of him.
He smiled and leaned against the frige.
Chris: Surprise.
She stood shaking her head, staring at him.
Joyce: How'd you get here Chris?
Chris: They let me come home, he shrugged.
Joyce: You think i'm stupid? Huh? You don't think they called me and told me you was missin already?
He turned away from her, and reached onto the table grabbing an apple.
Chris: I didn't...run away, he said taking a bite.
Joyce: Then how'd you get here?
Chris: I told you, they let me go.
Out of nowhere, she reached her hand up and snatched the apple out of his hand.
Joyce: Everything is not a damn joke Chris! Do you realize you got the police lookin for you?!
Chris: Then tell em to come get me! They know where I live! And if they still can't find me then they dumber than i thought, and to be honest, that's f***in sad!
She was about to hit him, but he ducked, and ran around her to his room. The first thing he wanted to do was take a shower, seeing how long it took for him to get home. When he was in the van, he waited until the driver made a gas stop, before he crawled out the back, and called one of his friends that lived in that city to come and get him. His friend ended up giving him enough money so that he could catch the greyhound back home. He got his towel, and made his way to the bathroom. Once he got out, he wiped the mirror, and stared at his reflection, out of nowhere beginning to dance, loving what he saw. He was so glad to be home, he didn't know what to do.
Chris: I'm back b****! Ha! he laughed into the mirror before opening the door. He was on his way back to his room, when he heard sniffling coming from the livingroom. He tightened his towel around his waist, and walked quietly out, stopping just enough where he could hear what was going on, but they couldn't see him.
Joyce: I don't know what to do with him no more, she sniffed, looking at the floor. I can't put him out on the street but...I can't deal with him no more.
His sister Tootie sat on the couch with her rubbing her back.
Tootie: Ma, it's gon be ok. Maybe him living on the street is what he needs. He needs a wake up call.
Joyce: That's what I thought the bootcamp was! But he couldn't even do that! Ever since his father walked out on us, nobody's been able to deal with him no more. I understand that he misses him and everything, but why put me through hell like I can help it?! Do I deserve this? Have I not been a good mother to that boy? To you? I know i'm not the best, but I do the best I can!
She held her head and looked at the floor, letting more tears stream out of her eyes.
Chris leaned onto the wall, and closed his eyes, feeling bad for the first time in a long time.
Chris: Damn, he mumbled.
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POP OFF!!!!!!
Yes! Bring it back :]
RUN IT!!
yea,plz do...
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~~bribri:peace,love & harmony~~
love you chris!!!
and plz check out my storie KRAZEE LOVE!
Also,check out ma girl Cydney's story CHRISTOPHER!!!
i be reppin dat 305,VA,JA,and MS!!!
I liked this one too... :]
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All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!)
And (KKKAAAA CHING!)
And take your money
All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!)
And (KKKAAAA CHING!)
And take your money
-"Paper Planes"♥M.I.A.
I think i'mma bring this one back too.
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POP OFF!!!!!!
run it!!
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love you chris!!!
and plz check out my stories FROM A NERD TO A JOC, Everything's Not Always the Way it Seems..., and Summer Camp!in the fan fiction forum!!
oooh s***!!!
i didn't even know that you posted!!!
i love this story!!!
come back please!!!! LOL
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Jus respect it and keep my name out’cha mouf
(I’m a Queen!)
-"I'm A King"- T.I. feat. P$C and Lil' Scrappy
HA chris is smart!
run it!
awww damn...
Chris just dont know when to stop...or he gon mess around and go to jail fa real...
RUN IT!!!
Chris continued to stare at him.
Chris: Yo, i'm not apologizin. I didn't do s*** wrong. He been startin wit me since I got here.
Sargent Austin shrugged his shoulder and walked away. Chris decided to back to his room. That night, he waited until they had lights out before he got up to do what he had been planning on doing. He grabbed his bag and flashlight, and quietly crept out of his room, and down the field to Sargent Carl's. He slowly picked the lock, careful not to make any noise, and once he was in, he quickly took the rope out of the bag, and while he had a chance, he quickly wrapped one end of it around his throat, not tight enough to choke him, just tight enough to secure him, and the other end around the bed.
Sargent Carl: Young man, just what do you think you're doing?! his voice boomed as he looked at Chris.
Chris: Your punkass tried to send me away. And then tried to make me do some fake ass apology. I don't think so.
He continued to tie him down, before taking another rope and gagging his mouth. Then he went outside. He had been planning this since he got here, so he knew exactly what he wanted to do. He waited until the last guard was about to get off duty, and went and hid in the back of his truck.
Chris: Dumbass shoulda locked it, he mumbled as he layed on the backseat of the car. T
Ten minutes later, he heard someone open the door, climb in, and drive off.
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POP OFF!!!!!!
dang...
he betta apologize...
it wont hurt him that bad...
RUN IT!!!
say it Chris " FREEDOM, FREEDOM, FREEDOM" Yeah there u go now apologize Chris or learn not to drop the soap.
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-Soulja Boy
run it!!!
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love you chris!!!
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RUN!
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♥ Mz. Ella Got It All! ♥
mayne fuqq tha aplogy, sheeeesh l0l naw im juss playin he needs to go ahead and swallow his pride and say sarry
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And everybody knows that I'm...
I'm addicted to kissing and hugging
Touching and rubbing
I'm a sucka for love (4 LUV, 4 LUV, 4LUV)
*I GOT MAD LUV 4 MA BREEZAY BAYBAY*
~TaMeRa AKA CUP-C@K3~
dammn why cant he just let chris be!
RUN IT!
dammn why cant he just let chris be!
RUN IT!
I would say my freedom!!!
I love Freedom!!!
He better get apologizing!!!! LOL
RUN IT
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Jus respect it and keep my name out’cha mouf
(I’m a Queen!)
-"I'm A King"- T.I. feat. P$C and Lil' Scrappy
Chris just stared at the piece of paper in shock.
Chris: Jail? What the f*** for, it was a accident!
Ms.Terri: Take it up with him, she said waving him off as if she didn't even care.
Chris looked at her, and shook his head, seeing he had nobody on his side in the whole camp.
Chris: Aiight. Ya'll want trouble? I'm bout to show ya'll some real trouble.
He walked angrilly out of the office, and across the field to Sargent Carl's. He turned the doorknob, but when he found that it was locked, he turned his back towards the door, and banged on it with his foot.
Chris: I know your b**** ass is in there! Open up the damn door! he yelled. Finally, after five minutes of kicking, it opened, and a very angry sargent Carl appeared.
Sargent Carl: Young man, what-
Chris didn't even let him finish, he just pushed past him, and went over to his desk, knocking everything over onto the floor.
Sargent Carl: You have ten seconds to pick that up!
Chris: I ain't pickin s*** up, he said, still going around the room and tearing it to pieces. Your punkass wanna send me to jail over some dumbass s*** right? No, let me give you a reason, that way I can sleep better tonight!
By the time he was finished, the whole room was destroyed. Chris just stood there breathing hard and angrilly as they stared at each other.
Chris: Now...you can call the police...sir.
Sargent Austin: What in the world happened in here? he chuckled as he walked in.
He took one look at Chris, and understood completely.
Sargent Austin: Tell me you didn't man.
Chris just looked at him, his expression not changing.
Chris: I can't do that.
Sargent Carl: I'm calling the authorities, he said going over to the phone, that had also ended up on the floor, thanks to Chris.
Chris: Didn't I already tell your b****ass to do that!
Sargent Austin: Aiight, calm down man, he said as he put his arm around his shoulder.
Sargent Austin: Come on, let's go somewhere and talk. Maybe we can get this whole thing sorted out...without any police, he said looking around the room again.
Chris yanked his arm off of him and walked out of the room. He sat outside the office and waited, thinking of something else he could do before he got taken away. Fifteen minutes went by, and he was getting tired of waiting for Sargent Austin, so he got up and was about to walk away, when the door opened, and there he stood.
Chris: Bout damn time.
Sargent Austin: Sorry about that, I was just talkin to Carl. You really went crazy in there huh? he laughed. Chris on the other hand didn't see anything funny about this situation.
Chris: What's goin man? he sighed.
Sargent Austin: Well I got some good news and some bad news.
Chris: What's the good news?
Sargent Austin: Well, the good news is that, after a lot, and I mean a lot of pleading, I was able to get Carl to drop the charges, even after all the damage you just caused, on top of the assault.
Chris: It wasn't assault, he said glaring at him.
Sargent Austin: Whatever you wanna call it.
Chris slowly relaxed again.
Chris: So what's the bad news?
Sargent Austin: Well, this actually wouldn't be bad news to just anybody but because it's you...I don't think you're gonna appreciate it all that much. He wants an apology Chris. A public apology in front of the whole camp.
Chris: WHAT?!
The sarg just nodded his head.
Chris: He trippin. I ain't doin that s***!
Sargent Austin: It's up to you, he shrugged. What's more important? Your respect? Or your freedom?
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POP OFF!!!!!!
damn jail thats messed up... well chris dont drop the soap...run it
Awww s***!!!!! He's going to jail!!! : ( DAMN!!!!
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Jus respect it and keep my name out’cha mouf
(I’m a Queen!)
-"I'm A King"- T.I. feat. P$C and Lil' Scrappy
damn man...
fa real jail...
das a damn shame...
on his bday...
i hope things change for him..
RUN IT!!!
ummmmmmmmmm thats not fair
why is everyone being so mean to chris
umm im mad at them
RUN IT PLEASE ASAP
oh s***
that is deep
dat nigga had it out 4 him though
even though he is a bad ass kid
but terri put it down bad
they way she said that bwoi
evil cow
run it
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iz who dem want? ah nuh me dem want. afta mi nuh mix up wid dem foolishniss. dem waan tun yaadi an mi nah guh stap dem. all dem need fi du ah si dung ar gallang, cah mi nuh wa fi haffi gih dem a b**** slap
AWWW DAYYYMM THATZ JACKED UP...DANNGG RUN THISSS MA DUDE!!
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And everybody knows that I'm...
I'm addicted to kissing and hugging
Touching and rubbing
I'm a sucka for love (4 LUV, 4 LUV, 4LUV)
*I GOT MAD LUV 4 MA BREEZAY BAYBAY*
~TaMeRa AKA CUP-C@K3~
ooooh he going to jail!! run it
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love you chris!!!
Damn Chris....
RUN IT!!
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Damn Chris....
RUN IT!!
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-Chris Breezy Got Them Kissables™!!!!
I LuV My "Breey Bear" (4lyfe)
~*Read My Stories*~
College Hill: New York™
Who's Girl Is That?!!?
© Breezy Of Love
Damn Chris....
RUN IT!!
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I LuV My "Breey Bear" (4lyfe)
~*Read My Stories*~
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© Breezy Of Love
He gave the phone back to Ms. Terri.
Ms. Terri: So I guess someone has a birthday coming up.
He looked at her.
Chris: Yeah, I do. Next week.
Ms. Terri: I heard. So you got any plans?
Chris: Yeah. I'm gon throw the biggest party, have all the celebrities here, and beyonce gon be my date, he said sarcastically.
She chuckled.
Ms. Terri: I was just asking, she said as she started typing a paper.
Chris: You know my birthday's gon suck man, i gotta spend it here. In this peice of s***.
He sighed as he leaned on the desk.
Chris: What are you working on?
She looked up at him, partially smiling.
Ms. Terri: Don't lean on my desk.
He quickly got up.
Ms. Terri: And i'm working on...well work. This is my job.
For the first time, he really looked at her. She was young, around her early twenties, and she was really cute. He was definately seeing an interest in her.
Chris: So how long you been working here? he asked trying to keep the conversation going.
She looked at him again.
Ms. Terri: Don't you have somewhere to be?
Chris: I don't know, you called me down here.
Ms. Terri: Yes, for a phone call which is over, so...you can go now.
She pointed to the door with the end of her pen.
Chris: Why you tryna play me? he asked her smiling.
Ms. Terri: What are you talking about?
She was trying not to smile, but Chris could see it fighting to get through.
Chris: You know you feelin me. And let me be honest, since i've been here, i ain't seen nothin but niggas and more niggas up and down these parts, except now. I ain't in no hurry to go back out there, especially when there's somebody as pretty as you right here.
She looked down at her desk and smiled, twirling the pen in her hand.
Finally she looked back up at him.
Ms. Terri: How old are you?
Chris: I'll be eighteen next week, he said proudly. Which means...
He leaned his head down closely in front of hers.
Chris: I'll be legal, he whispered, as he smiled.
Ms. Terri: And what would make you think that i'm interested? she whispered back, still playing hard to get.
Chris: You gotta be crazy to not be interested in all this.
She chuckled.
Chris: What's funny?
Ms. Terri: I'm supposed to be interested in a boot camp student, who can't get along with anybody, not even the sargents...not even his own mother? Why would I be interested in anyone like that?
He thought about it.
Chris: Yo I'm not a bad person, i'm just-
Ms. Terri: Misunderstood? Let me guess, you don't respect anybody else because, you feel that you're not respected. Right?
Chris: Well...yeah, he said surprised that she had hit it dead on the head.
Ms. Terri: Yeah. I've seen your type. You want the world to revolve around you. Well, let me make this easy for you Chris. I'm not interested.
She hit the print button, and they watched the paper print out.
Ms. Terri: But I am glad you decided to stay around. I don't have to look for you to give you this now.
Chris: Give me what?
She took the paper out the printer and gave it to him.
Chris: What the hell, he said as he read it.
Sargent Carl was pressing charges on the assault from earlier.
Ms. Terri: Yep. And i really feel sorry for you. You'll be eighteen next week which means, no juvie. You're going to the real thing.
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POP OFF!!!!!!
The office had called for Chris to come a little after the incident happened. He was sure that he was gonna get some type of reprimand for his actions earlier, so he took his ever loving time getting there.
Chris: Yeah? he asked the lady behind the desk at the office.
Ms. Terri: Is that how you greet someone young man?
Chris: That's how I greet em. What's up? What ya'll bout to try to make me do now?
Ms. Terri: Well, I'm not about to make you try to do anything, but you really do need to work on that attitude. You have a phone call. So walk your little legs on around here, and pick up the phone.
When she turned her head, and went back to working on the computer, Chris rolled her eyes at her, thinking she hadn't seen.
Ms. Terri: I saw that, she said without turning around.
He frowned at her, and picked up the phone.
Chris: Hello?
Joyce: Hey Chris, she said happily.
Chris: Mom? What's...up?
It surprised the hell out of him that she was calling.
Joyce: Nothing, I just wanted to call and see how things were going.
Chris: It's fine.
Joyce: You made any changes yet?
Chris: Nope.
She didn't say anything, she just shook her head.
Chris: You're shaking your head right now aren't you?
Joyce: Chris, when are you gonna learn?
Chris: Learn what?
Joyce: That you can't go through life doing whatever the hell you wanna do all the time. I heard what you did to that sargent.
Chris: How you hear about that?
Joyce: You think they don't call? What the hell is wrong with you Chris? You think you can't get locked up for that? Cause I got news for you, you can. That's assault.
Chris: Ma, cut all that, it was an accident, some punk ass nigga thought he could jump in my face, and then this dumbass tried to pull me off of him, but I didn't know that was him.
Joyce: Did you apologize?
Chris: Hell no! He shouldn've been over there!
He heard his mom laugh over the other end.
Chris: What you laughin for?
Joyce: You gon learn. I don't know when, but you will.
Chris: Yo whatever. So what's goin on for next week, you comin to get me or what?
Joyce: Next week?
Chris: Yeah, don't try to act like you forgot. Next week, Monday...
Joyce: Oh, is it your birthday?
He smirked.
Chris: I don't know, is it?
Joyce: If you don't know, neither do I. Just like I don't know about this new black escalade that I got you.
His eyes got bigger.
Chris: You got me an escalade? Wait, how you afford somethin like that, we don't even be havin enough money to eat.
Joyce: I just told you that, so I could save the money Chris. That's why you made me so mad when I had to take off work to go up to your school. I sacrificed eating, so that I could make your eighteenth birthday a special one for you, but you don't even appreciate it.
Chris: I do appreciate it, or I would if i had known.
Joyce: If you appreciated it, you wouldn't be where you are in the first place.
Chris: Aiight, so what's up, what time you comin to get me? And bring that car, I can't wait to drive that s***.
Joyce: I'm not comin to get you Chris.
Chris: What?
Joyce: I told you, until you learn how to act, that's your new home.
He held the phone.
Chris: So you're really gonna leave me here? On my birthday?
Joyce: Yep.
Chris: You're not even gonna come up to visit or nothin?
Joyce: I don't feel like that would help you at all. When they feel like you've made a turn around, they'll let you come home, and i'll see you then. And then you can have your car.
She looked at her watch.
Joyce: I gotta go, I gotta get to work. Now that I got your present out the way, the frige can stay full of food now. I'll talk to you soon ok?
He took a while to answer.
Joyce: Chris?
Chris: Aiight, bye.
Joyce: Bye.
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