Treasure POV:English class is finally finished. Exiting the classroom, I made my way to my locker to grab my books for the next classes. Placing the books in my bag, I close my locker and make my way to the cafeteria. Harlem and I are meeting up there to talk about our English paper. Upon entering the cafeteria, I scanned the room until I spotted Harlem seated at a table near the exit door.It's great that he chose the perfect spot because I don't enjoy being in the cafeteria. I prefer being alone and have no intention of making friends; it's difficult to trust people when you can't tell if they're genuine or fake. Not only that people can become judgmental when they find out you was in juvenile. Before you know you already label as a trouble maker. Also I’m not sticking around once high school ended. I need to get away from all this drama that my life had to endure, its sad that my life have turn out like this that sometimes I feel depress. There was a time in my life that I had tho
Butterfly POV: I woke up from the sunlight coming into my room through my window. I was in my new apartment; it felt strange at first because I was so used to sharing a room with someone. The feeling that I’m getting now I could not help but to smile. Finally, after a few months, Mr. Tatum could get the courts to approve me for my emancipation. The day that he told me all I could do was cry tears of joy, because for once in my life things are turning in a good direction for me it is all thanks to Mr. Tatum. I got out of bed, walked over to my closet and pull out my clothes and headed to the bathroom to take my shower. Today is the first day I start school, in a new town. What I love about it is that I get to rebuild my friendship with Treasure. I miss her so much I cannot wait to surprise her. I always wonder how she was since being released? Even though we write to each other. I was glad that Mr. Tatum pull some strings to locate Treasure and the school she was attending. Wit
Treasure POV: Sitting here in the principal getting lecture is no fun at all. Every time I believe that the principal finished talking. He keeps ongoing on how it's not good to fight, as he continues talking, I glare at Alana. If this bitch only knew what I was feeling about her right now, I want to strangle her so badly. Having these thoughts is taking me to a dark place that I do not want to go. So, I try to keep calm, finally the principal concluded his speech. He left us off with a warning, and if next time we want to be lucky. If he only knew that this was only the beginning, finally I could leave the office. When I walk out, I saw Butterfly standing there wait for me. I could not help but to smile. It has been months since I see her. It's nice to have a friend here with me. I no longer must feel alone in this fuck up town.“Hey you waited for me?" I ask“Of course, why would I leave while my friend being scolded in the principal office?"“You have a point, let get ou
Harlem POV: Finally, school had ended for the day. I’m glad because I was tired of hearing the Teachers with their boring lectures. The feeling of being in high school is so intense that sometimes I just want to scream. I am counting down the days until I graduate. I already have plans of going back to my hometown. This boring ass town is unbearable for me to be in, so I must leave. I was placing my last book in my locker when I saw Charmaine approaching me.“Hey Harlem, how are you?”“I’m doing good how about you?”“The same, I’m glad that school have finally ended for today.”“Same here” From there Charmaine and I continue to talk, we were so embracing in our conversation that we did not notice someone appear until heard someone clearing their throat. We turn to see that it was Alana and Jackson, they stood staring at us. Jackson gave me a nod while Alana gave me a look that shows lust in her eyes. Before anyone took notice, she changes her expression and show a look of angrier
“Treasure, are you almost done with the mopping?”“Give me two minutes, Butterfly”“Ok hurry so we can go have lunch”I nodded as I continued mopping the floors. When I finish the last room, I ring out the mop and place to the side. Then I took the dirty water pour it into the toilet flush down the drain. I put the cleaning supplies away, Butterfly and I exit out, heading to the cafeteria. There at the cafeteria, we grab our food headed to our usual spot. Once at the table, Butterfly asks “how long have you been here?”“It’s been almost three months. Why?”“I’m just asking. its seems like only yesterday is your first day being here,” Butterfly said.“Don’t remind me I remember my first day here, How I got off that bus chained. When I enter the building, the sound of the bars slamming shut. That when I knew my life was about to change”“I agree everyone felt the same way when they arrive here. I have been here now for two years. Let me tell you the first few weeks I was here was hel
Treasure POV: I was in my bathroom looking in the mirror doing my hair, then suddenly there was a knock on the door. “Hurry and get out of my house,” my mother shout from the other side of the door.“Don’t worry, I’m leaving in a minute. Leave me the fuck alone”“Watch your mouth bitch,” my mother said.“Go fuck yourself whore,”I could hear footsteps moving away from my door. I was relieved, it’s been three months since I been home. Ever since being here all it has been nothing but war world III. Me against them my mother, and her pathetic boyfriend Dax. To make matters worse, my mother has been nothing but abusive towards me mentally, and emotionally. In her eyes I saw nothing but a worthless whore who would do anything to seek attention, including seducing men. At first, her harsh words hurt me then I start not to care anymore. The day she turns on me was the day I lost my mother; I don’t see her as the mother anymore, I see her as a heartless bitch. After finishing my
Harlem POV: I was down the hallway at school heading for my next class. “Hey Harlem, wait up.”I turn around to see that it was my best friend Jason, running up towards me. When he was close enough, we walk.“Hey, how was your weekend?” Jason asks.“The same as usual, sitting at home bore out of my mind, watching stupid shit on t.v. typical teenage stuff”“Speak for yourself, guess what Harlem”“Just tell me Jason, if I have a dollar every time you said guess what, I would be a millionaire,” I said with a chuckle.“Whatever anyway, remember Ebonie Braxton? The girl I told you about a few weeks ago”“I think so, why?”“ She gave me her virginity, and let me tell you I love every minute of it”“ Are you serious, Jason?” I ask with a brow.“ Of course. Why would I lie about something like that?”“ I guess you two, are you serious now?”“Who said we were in a relationship?”“ You seriously Jason? That girl gives you her virginity, and you know that is something precious to a girl”“Well
Harlem POV: I’m sitting in the principal office waiting for my parents to show up. Preston already had his father present. I saw I had broken Preston's nose; his father was furious at what I did he wanted to call the police on me. I did not care because people like him always feel that money can buy their way out of every situation. When I hit Preston, he provoked me, when you talk about my family, I take a fence to it, especially my mother. My father, I care little about especially all the sins he has committed towards my mother. As of right now, my father and I don’t see eye to eye. There was a knock on the door, “Come in,” Principal Foley said. The door had open in came the principal secretary right along with my parents. My mother immediately came over and sat by my side. My father just gave me a death glare. I gave him one back. He walked over to us and stood by my mother. Principal Foley gave his secretary a nod. She walks out closing the door behind her.“Mr. and Mrs. Ca