This isn’t what I planed when I started the ninth grade but you know what they say “plans change” so before I get ahead of my shelf let me give you some back ground information, like my name its Rider, Rider Smith I’m the average Quit stoner that didn’t take intimidation nor an offer of a fight lightly, I guess you could say I’m head strong.
My first year at G.H.D High I skipped constantly, I already knew all the skippers back from T.H.C middle so that’s what I did for most of the year but this one day in lunch would change that, this big twelfth grader was going to beat the crap out this scrawny little kid so said “just don’t do it bra”. Well I guess he thought I meant or Ill fight you or something so he ended up caching an attitude for me but at that time I was around a bunch of my friends who didn’t want me to give him the time of the day so I just blew him off and gave him no attention that he so desperately wanted so bad. …show more content…
“I guess cuz he bigger than you it gives him the right to keep fucken with you” one of my friends muttered too me in my ear. One day I was skipping in art class so I could talk to this one girl Jazzmen, she had the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen like the sparkling blue water in the Florida Keys with lightly brown curly hair that came down past her shoulders. She was one of the sweeter girls at G.H.D high I really liked her a LOTE. Well this period she had lunch so I tagged along like a little puppy as happy as can be until I seen the twelfth graders face peak over the row of heads in front of us. That fucking ass hole, what is he doing dose he really has that much of a hard on for me or what, is what I thought to my shelf. After lunch we were shuffling back to the art class though the court yard. Now let me tell you a little bit about the courtyard no cameras no security but usual peaceful it’s peaceful no fighting nor
My first year at G.H.D High I skipped constantly, I already knew all the skippers back from T.H.C middle so that’s what I did for most of the year but this one day in lunch would change that, this big twelfth grader was going to beat the crap out this scrawny little kid so said “just don’t do it bra”. Well I guess he thought I meant or Ill fight you or something so he ended up caching an attitude for me but at that time I was around a bunch of my friends who didn’t want me to give him the time of the day so I just blew him off and gave him no attention that he so desperately wanted so bad. …show more content…
“I guess cuz he bigger than you it gives him the right to keep fucken with you” one of my friends muttered too me in my ear. One day I was skipping in art class so I could talk to this one girl Jazzmen, she had the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen like the sparkling blue water in the Florida Keys with lightly brown curly hair that came down past her shoulders. She was one of the sweeter girls at G.H.D high I really liked her a LOTE. Well this period she had lunch so I tagged along like a little puppy as happy as can be until I seen the twelfth graders face peak over the row of heads in front of us. That fucking ass hole, what is he doing dose he really has that much of a hard on for me or what, is what I thought to my shelf. After lunch we were shuffling back to the art class though the court yard. Now let me tell you a little bit about the courtyard no cameras no security but usual peaceful it’s peaceful no fighting nor