What's A Girl to a Bad Boy? By Kimberley Spencer

I made my entrance to school like I did every morning. Showing up with my three besties Megan, Olivia, and Grace in my blue Mercedes, pulling into the parking lot of our high school spotting a parking space close to the front of the school, with a few minutes to spare before I had to be in first period.

“ I’ll catch up with you guys later. I have to see one of my teachers about something before class” Megan said quickly hopping out of the car

I was surprise that she was ditching us again, she has been doing it for the past two weeks with a different excuse everytime. Which we all know she is only seeing someone that she doesn’t want us to know yet, but we’ll give her time.

“ are you meeting up with Blake this morning?” asked Olivia

I sighed. “ no, he said he has to meet with the coach again for extra practice”

“ this early in the morning?” she asked with confusion on her face

I shrugged. “ that’s what he said”

“your so lucky. I think you got one of the only decent guys in this school” she says

“ you think?” I smiled

“We know” Olivia answered

We continue our conversation about Blake and I until it was time to go to class. On the way in there was a fight taking place blocking our entrance to the school, without looking I already knew it was Brody and his group. They got into fights just about everyday with repeatedly suspensions. Brody is what you call one of the bad boys. They always treat girls like there nothing and then when there finished with them they just toss them aside like yesterdays trash. The guys feared them while the girls swooned after them, it just makes me sick. I was one that would never be like them and I was proud of that, I think that’s why brody gives me such a hard time every chance he gets. I know it kills him that im not one of the girls that falls for him so he makes me pay for it. That’s why I try to avoid him. I made my way into the class as the bell rung for everyone to get in. minutes later Brody walks in and sits besides me and starts flirting with the girl that was next to him. It was irriating me, all you hear is her annoying giggles everytime he whispers something in her ears.

“ you know some of us are actually trying to read” I snapped only to realize what I have done, I quickly cover my mouth only to meet his amused eyes

“im sorry am I keeping the virgin from her studies” he mocked. I heard the class laughed at his remarks. Just great humiliated in front of the whole class

“Nothing to say ?” he teased, “ so im right, you are one”

Olivia turned around to look at me and he notice her motion “ you, blondie, turn around.” He snaps

“ now back to what we were talking about” he smirked trailing his fingers along my arms

“ I have a boyfriend” I snapped

“ of course, the famous Blake Coleman” he replied in disgust. “ he’s a real keeper.

Your just jealous because he actually has class.” I said eyeing him up and down “ unlike you”

The anger on his face was evident as tightly gripped the edge of his desk. Well this just great Farrah, you just signed your own death warrant. He leaned in closer to my ear making my body tensed “ oh yeah, real class.” He sarcastically states. “ I hate to break it to you angel but your boy and I aren’t really so different trust me I have evidence”

Anger was slipping through me as I soak up the words Brody says, he have no clue what he is talking about Blake is definitely not a man whore. But it bothers me that he say he have evidence , know how suspicious I am. I breathed in and out to release some of the anger and turned to him.

“what evidence?” I asked him

“meet me after class and you can see for your self” he said

I hasaittrly nodded my head and went back reading my book. As soon as the bell rang I jumped out of my seat with my things and made my way to the door to wait for him. I don’t know why im doing this, Blake is a trustworthy guy and I Love him. So why am I doing this?

“ you ready?” Brody asked snapping me out of my thoughts, I nodded

We made our way to the camera room, I cant help but think why is he taking me to the camera room. I waited patiently as he opens the door and walked in behind him.

“ just hold on  for a minute” he says as he turns on the security computer that directs to every camera in the school.

“ is this another one of your sick ways in getting back at me cause if it is im leaving cause your wasting your time” I stated impatiently

“ just shut up and look at the screen” he snaps

I gasped in shock at the scene before me. “Is that Blake and-“

“Megan? Yep.” He confirmed

I stared down at the video camera in disbelief. Blake had Megan pushed up against the lockers sucking face with her without any shame. I don’t understand how could he do this to me, I thought we were happy. I turned to Brody and glared at him

“ why are you showing me this? Is just to see me cry ?”

His face soften and looks at me with an apologetic face he sighs “ Farrah I showed you this because I thought maybe you would want to know what is going on behind your back so it would hurt less when he confronts you I don’t want to see you get hurt.”

I stared in shocked at Brody’s words toward me. This is my first time ever seeing this side of Brody and I bet no one knows of it. Why all of a sudden he cares? All he has done was torture and humiliate me.

“ why do you care if I get hurt, last time I check you only humiliate me” I snapped with venom in my voice

He sighs, fustrated and runs his hand through his thick black hair. “ because I like you Farrah” he blurted out

I looked at him as he had two heads on him. Brody of all guys that put me through hell and back likes me. I just stared at him in his deep ocean blue eyes getting lost in it, snapping out of it I asked “ is this some joke”

Brody runs his hands down his face, trying to think of a way to say what ever he is going to say and sucks in his breath.” Farrah from the day I first saw you instantly, I thought your where the most beautiful girl I seen and a great personality, I like when your just yourself and don’t act as one of them. He sighs again.

“ this is really hard for me to express Farrah but will you be my girlfriend.”

This came to me as a shock I never thought that of all guys Brody the bad boy would ask me to be his girlfriend.

“ look I know this seems like a shock to you but can you think about I know I have been a jerk to you but if you give me a chance I will prove to you that I can be better than that  lying, cheater boyfriend of yours.”

I stood there looking into Brody eyes but all I see was determination and sincerity in them maybe this could be good maybe I do deserve better but could Brody give it to me I looked at him again. Maybe I can give this a try but I have to brake it off with that jerk first.

“ ok Brody im giving you a chance I hope I don’t regret it”

“you wont regret a single of it” he said

with that said Brody leaned in and planted the most passionate kiss I ever had on my lips and it felt good.

All Just A Dream by Zuria Thorpe

Malcolm, a tall smooth lighted teen with a passion for basketball took a walk out to the park one day, hoping to shoot some hoops with a couple of friends he would usually see every day at the park. He so happened to come across and unsuspected stranger.

As he walks passed her with his slipped back hair and tall wide shoulder, eye contact is made and that one glance spoke any words. As he walked Malcolm thought to himself “I have to know her name, but what if she rejects me, no I am going to turn around, wait no I can’t.” All Malcolm could see was her beautiful green eyes glowing from the reflection of the sun. He didn’t know what to do or how to react. In an instant, Malcolm started to panic and look away with shyness before he could go by her. She suddenly made eye contact again with him and smiled. The sight of his sudden shyness, brown eyes and long hair, seemed to be an attraction to her. Before he got a few steps away, she tapped him on the shoulder and softly said hi. Malcolm unexpectedly froze in his path and a gigantic grin came across his face touching his ears. Shocked, he slowly turned around to make eye contact with her, but somehow, his eyes stumbled on her cute glossy smile. In a stuttering response, he replied saying “Hi.” She chuckled as she covered her mouth. He then rapidly replied, “I couldn’t help to wonder about your nice eyes and that glossy smile; by the way my name is Malcolm.” He stuck his hand out to shake her hand, but it started to tremble. She reached out to show the mutual feeling, and replied quickly with her name “Stacy,” as she blushed with a bright smirk. In his mind, he could not believe what just happened. He quickly asked himself “Did she really just stop me in my tracks? Did she really blush at the comment I made? What do I do next? Think, Mal, think.” As she continued to smile after a stud silent of a minute, Malcolm then asked what school does she attend, her age and she told him in an attempt not to blush so much. Not only did he adore her smile, but found that Stacy’s laid back, intelligent, mature personality became more attractive to him than anything else.

They started walking in the opposite direction of where he was headed. While admiring the beautiful summer weather, Malcolm couldn’t help but realize the hour walk had made him lose track of time and take away from what was planned. Malcolm didn’t mind though because it seemed as if Stacy taken him away thousands of miles far off earth.

Months laters passed by and Malcolm started to feel this distance from Stacy. She would always say “ I’m busy “ or “ I don’t have time”. Malcolm didn’t know how to feel, he had fallen head over heels for this girl.

Stacy called Malcolm to met her at her house. She had never invited him there, so Malcolm was very nerves. Opening the door, Stacy’s facial expression had set the mood for the whole reason he came over there. Sad, Shocking and unexpected. Walking into the house, Malcolm was greeted by a little girl, “Hi, i’m Sally” . Leading Malcolm into another room while the kids played made Mal got every more nerve. He didn’t know what to expect next. After one minute of silence, Stacy says

“ How have you been ?”

Mal took a min to respond. “ . . . Ahh fine i guess, I really been missed you.”

“ I felt like I did something wrong, you haven’t called or came to see me in a while”. Stacy sighed “ That is why I brought you here Mal, I have to tell you the truth.” “ My boyfriend went away to the army and when I met you, you made me forget all my worries. Mal respond “ Stop, Stop right there.” Malcolm got up from the table , walked over to Stacy’s chair. Kissed her passionately for the last time and left.

Suddenly Malcolm had waken from this deep sleep, he couldn’t believe everything was all just a dream.

The Infamous Land by Shondelle Webster

September 4,1989 was the day a young sophisticated girl was born. Her name was Pink Ivy. She was a very strong minded and independent girl, but she had a very deep secret that she never felt any one should know, she was part mermaid. She knew how to turn her powers on and off but if she was exposed to too much water her transformation would begin. She lived in the undersea world of Atlantis. Where the water was royal blue, the fish were unique and had the most beautiful colors that anyone had ever seen. She sometimes stayed on land whenever she felt like it. During the day she went to school with the normal human beings, and lived a life as a normal person, that is to those who didn’t know her that very well. Her best friend was Ariel who ironically was also a mermaid. She had ambitions to become a successful and famous performer but her family thought that those kind of goals weren’t good enough. They didn’t understand the human way of life, so low income jobs like McDonalds seemed wonderful to them and that’s what they wanted her to do. She loved her life and her family but felt as though they sometimes trapped her.

 One day she took it upon herself to follow her goals to persuade the career as a performer. Her first gig that she received was an acting role as a drug addict (crack head). In order for her to completely become one with her role she had to do some intense research. Such as actually living the life of a crackhead. Her research started the day she made her transformation, she couldn’t bathe for a week, do her hair or any kind of grooming to herself what so ever. In fact the producers had makeup artist scrub egg yolk into her hair because they really wanted her to seem authentic when going in to do this research for her role. After two weeks of living and interacting with those at the crack house she was ready and prepared for her role.

 She was really proud of her work and thought that her parents would be too but instead they weren’t all that pleased with her choice of pursuing this kind of career because like before they did not understand the human way of life. Although they wanted the best for her they did not understand exactly what would be the best for her when it came to the human life. In which she knew and understood but she still wished that they would at least pretend to understand and support her. Despite all that's happening with her parents Ariel was extremely proud and happy for her. She felt as though Ariel was the only person she could relate to. After all she was married to a human and she knew more about the human life better than any other mermaid. Therefore she continued to encourage Pink Ivy to pursue her dreams and goals, in which she went on to dance and singing.

 Pink felt as though she had not come to terms with how she wanted to live her life because she wanted the best of both worlds. She wanted the support from her family and to be able to do as she pleased as far as careers went. However she did not let that stop her, she went on to continue with her choices and live her life, after all she is her own boss. From that moment she decided to just live for herself and in the end she became very successful and her parents had no other choice but to be proud. After all they eventually had to know the difference between great, good, ok, and bad jobs for them to be that happy for her.

Change by Imani Whyte-Boyd

     

Nena came home from a wonderful day at school. She walked home with her best friends as usual, talking about all the excitement that happened in school. It was a different day from the usual. Although it wasn’t noticeable, Nena could still feel it. She was so grateful to have the friends that she had. They made her teenage years worthwhile. She came home that day, greeting her mom with a wonderful smile but received a stern look in return. Nena knew something was up but didn’t bother to investigate it. She was on her way upstairs to her room when her mother welcomed her with “deadly” news. They were moving to New York.
        It turns out that Nena’s mother got promoted to project manager at her job but only if she agreed to move to New York. Nena was excited for her mother’s new job promotion ,after all her mom had been working pretty hard to get it. But she was not excited about the idea of moving. It felt as if her teenage life would be split in half. There was no way she could leave her friends and start a whole new life in a place that she barely knew. That night and for the rest of the month Nena avoided talking to her mom about moving, she figured if they didn’t speak of it, it wouldn’t happen. But she was wrong.
   “Nena! Come here please “said Nena’s mom.
Nena dragged herself into her mother’s room.
“ I’ve decided that we will leave at the end of August, that way, you will have a whole month to spend with your friends. I’m so sorry about us having to move but it is all for the best hunny, I love you”.
Nena didn’t know how to respond to this, she felt a sudden sickness in her stomach and before she knew it, she was crying. Was this a nightmare? This couldn’t be true!
       Nena spent her last days in California with her three best friends Amber, Lauren and Derek. She’d known them practically all her life and this would be the first time ever they all no longer would be in the same school.
“ Hey sport, cheer up...you’re going to New York! I would love to go there,” said Derrick. Derrick had a weird way of expressing his feelings, therefore Nena knew what he really was trying to say was that he would miss her.
“ Nena don’t feel bad”
“Look at it as a new beginning”
“Yea, I heard there’s way too many cute boys in New York, I’m jealous”
“Trust me, you’ll be fine” said the twins, Lauren and Amber.
The twins always cheered her up; they considered themselves triplets, Nena being the long lost sister. The following Friday, they all threw Nena a surprise go away party, her mom took part in helping.  It was until that moment she realized how much she’d miss Calabasas, there would be no more walking home to 235 Agoura Rd. after school.  She sat back on her chair, enjoying the warm California air; examining everything in her sight. She looked over at her mom, who was giggling softly with Mr. Fraser, the next-door neighbor. It felt good to see her mom happy once again; it had been 5 years since her dad passed. Nena’s dad was full of life and very fond of new experiences thus explaining why he loved traveling so much. After the accident Nena grew to hate change.
 Shortly after 11 pm, the guest began exchanging hugs, cries, laughter and soon goodbyes with Nena and her mom. As she saw them all off, she went upstairs, took a shower and packed the rest of her belongings. The next morning was harder than she thought it would be, she helped her mom pack the last of the boxes into the car then turned once more to view the house on Agoura Road.
      They moved to a strange town called Ravers County, located in Long Island, consisting of mostly old people who  “probably were there from the very starting of the community” said Nena. There weren’t many kids in the town around Nena’s age, only children who were in the age ranges of 5 to 9. Nena was the only child, and that didn’t really bother her until now. They’re new house was incredibly large, there were 5 bedrooms, her room, her mothers room and granny’s room for when she came to visit. The rest were guest rooms. She was a little excited about having her own bathroom but her anger quickly overtook her.
     Uncle Brian came by that afternoon to help unpack. He traveled often just like her dad, but he decided to stay in New York for about three years . It was a relief to know that she at least had one family member also living in New York, aside from her dad he had been her favorite guy. It could have been because he reminded her so much of her father or because he always kept her with a smile on her face but either way she loved him. Uncle Brian somehow bribed her into taking a ride with him to Home Depot. It sort of reminded Nena of the old days, but she was no longer baby girl Nena. She was now a mature seventeen year old. Nena went to go look for some new room color ideas when she looked up and saw a tall handsome guy coming towards she casually tried to fix herself in a welcoming position but instead she braced against paint cans which eventually gave away, causing all them to fall. Nena had been so utterly embarrassed; she quickly picked up the cans that were in her sight and hurried back to her uncle before the boy could approach her. Things couldn't get any worst in Nena’s life.
“ Found any nice colors” said Uncle Brian
“Yea, I found some all right” said Nena sarcastically.
        It had been exactly two weeks since the move and Nena and her mom were now beginning to settle. Most of the boxes were unpacked, and situated. Nena spent those two weeks texting and skyping her best friends. She was a little scared to start a new school, especially because would be her senior year, but she had no choice; school would be starting tomorrow, with or without her.

  Nena walked into Ravers County High School the next day with no expectations, she just hoped the day would end. The school was a bit smaller than her old school, the walls were dull like the attitude she possessed and it was clearly shown on her face. The hallways were full of strange faces that looked at her with the same mysterious look she returned to them. She clutched the friendship bracelet she received from her friends, took a deep breath and walked into room 103.

    The room was already packed with students. She found a seat in the very front of the classroom where she silently mouthed to the teacher “sorry”. He returned a harsh look as if she had committed a crime. “Great! The teacher already hates me,” thought Nena. It was until she fully got settled in her seat, when she realized she was sitting next to the guy from Home Depot. She suddenly felt awkward, “had he been staring at her all that time?” she slowly turned her head to get a better look and saw a brown-eyed, dark haired guy with a polite smile. Nena hesitatingly turned her head, hoping that he didn’t recognize her.
  “Hey, are you new? I haven’t seen you around in all of my three years here” said the brown-eyed, dark haired guy.
  “ Yeah, I recently moved here from California” said Nena, relieved that he had not recognized her.
  “ Wow! Cali to the Big Apple ...your senior year, wow that must suck.
 “ Ugh, don't remind me”
  “ Maybe I can show you around town sometime if you’d like, we can go watch a movie, visit some stores, and maybe even stop in a few Home Depot’s and knock down some paint cans. My name is Keith by the way, nice to meet you” he said giggling.
“ You caught that, didn’t you, well sure, that’ll be cool, I’m Nena.“ said Nena, burying her face into her hands.
“All-righty less chatting, more writing!” said Mr. Léger.  
Keith smiled as if to reassure that they’re conversation would continue. Nena suddenly began to feel that the move wouldn’t be so bad after all.

Get The Hell Up by Damany James

“Bob, get out of that bed!” mother yelled.

     After hearing her call, I laid in bed trying to think of new excuses as to why I couldn’t get out of bed this morning. On a regular day excuses would come to me faster than a shooting star, but for some reason it wasn’t working.

   It grew quite.

   I pulled my covers back over my head and my eyes began to close very slowly. When my eyes were finally shut, I heard the steps begin to sing. I jumped out of bed before my mother could reach my room. I grabbed my towel, boxers, and t-shirt and stormed towards the bathroom. I jumped into the shower so fast I nearly slipped. Once I felt the warm water hit my back, it felt as if I were in heaven. I could see the clouds form around the bathroom fogging the mirrors, and the morning sun beaming in through the window.

   Bang! Bang! Bang!

   "You have three more minutes in there!" yelled my mother.

   This started to annoy me, so just to get on her nerves I stayed in there for four more minutes. Little did I know, that would only put me a minute behind. I went back to my room and right before I could even sit back on my bed I heard my mother say

   "You better not get back in that bed little boy."

   "I'm not mommy" I said with an attitude.

   "Ok" she replied

   I told myself I’ll just sit here for a minute to think about what I am going to wear today. I couldn't think of anything that I wanted to wear. So, I figured since this may take a while I might as well get comfortable. This put me at least ten minutes behind schedule. My sister came in my room and told me to

    "Get the Hell Up!"

    At first I wanted to know who the hell she thought she was talking to, but then I looked at the time and it was 7:25. In order for me to get to school on time I would have had to leave home at 7 o' clock or 7:10 the latest. I got up, got dressed and left for school. As I walked towards the bus stop I was hoping and praying that a bus would come shortly after my arrival. It didn't. It took fourteen minutes for the bus to come. It was really cold outside, it felt as if my nose was going to fall right off and it looked like my dog died because my eyes kept watering from the blistering winds. The train came fast but there were so many delays. I pulled my phone out my pocket to check the time, it was 8:20. I was very upset at the fact that I was going to be late.

      When I finally reached school I was in no mood to talk to anyone because I was so disappointed in myself. I walked to my class room and as I put my hand on the cold door knob I checked my phone again, 8:30. I walked in, took out my books and did my work. Sometimes in the morning when I know I am going to be late I feel too embarrassed to even walk in so I just don't show up. My teacher spoke to me after class about my lateness and absentees, it didn't make me feel good and I know that this wouldn't make my family feel good either. So, I decided that I am going to start changing.

    "Bob, come with me"

    I turned around and saw my assistant principal Fran. This wasn't going to be good, unless coming to school late got you a VIP Pass this wasn't going to end well. I walked behind her like a little child following their mother to the time out chair with their head hung down. When we got in the office she told me that I came to school late to many times and that she will be making a phone call home. I got upset because I knew that when I got home I was not going to hear the end of it. She looked at me and said

      "You are a very bright young man; do not let your late punctuality be the reason why you fail your first period class."

      From that moment I made the decision that I would try much harder to get to school on time.

    The next morning my alarm woke me up at 6:00. I got up left my house on time without hearing my mother’s mouth. I reached to school on time for first period but it didn't seem like I did anything. Teachers are quick to tell you when you’re doing something wrong but never acknowledge you about the good. I completed all my work that day, which then I remembered during 8th period I would be getting my report card. I knew my grades would not be acceptable. Once I got my report card I thought to myself "what’s your reason for living?" I was in a state of depression for a couple days.

    That night I was on the phone with my girlfriend and she was telling me about how much she wanted some Nickii Minaj cd. She went on and on about the damn cd. I asked her what were her goals in life and she said, "When I grow up I want to be a pediatrician and in my spare time a dancer at Alvin Alley.” She sounded very determined as she went in depth with her goals and dreams. She said enough to convince me to get my act together.

    "Get the Hell Up!" my mother yelled the next morning

I jumped up with a new mindset that I will make something of myself. I looked at the time 7:25. A tear rolled off my cheek like a bowling ball knocking down all my hopes and dreams. I got to school late that day mad as hell because it was not my fault, but to my teacher it seemed like the same old Bob. All because I couldn't “Get the Hell Up”. That did not mean that ill give up, that just gave me a reason to try harder.

 

  

The Mysterious Girl for Doc by Orianna Williams

Faloria. She was the girl you glanced at and took a second look. The day I viewed her I was in amazement. She dressed in a small cut vest, just high off her belly button and she wore black skinny jeans that stopped right above her smooth ankles. From her high pumped shoes and her pale yellow skin I knew something was different about her. “The face she has describes nothing she’s into,” said Doc, thinking to him self. Doc continued, “You would think she’s a weird gothic person, or something of the sort.”

Faloria came from a whole different perspective that I bet I wouldn’t understand. Every period throughout the day she would always change into different hairstyles; a ponytail first period, the next hour it would hang on the left side on her head, and by the fifth period it was on the right, and finally, by the end of the day it had two fish tail braids that fell neatly against her back. No matter what period of the day all of her hairstyles were amazing.

The restroom was like her secret fortress, a place where she could change her hair, her clothes, and even her identity. As I walked pass slowly I glanced towards my left but my eyes were too blurry to see what Faloria could possibly be doing. I wore glasses from time to time by the way because it seemed that I needed them now. The things that occurred in there—the glamorous socializing by the lionized girls—are not allowed for people like me. But that would not stop me from daydreaming about the talk that traveled among the girls in the schools restroom. One time I over herd Lexi gossiping with Raine about Faloria, it seemed to me that they were just jealous. I wouldn’t believe anything that the girls would say about her because they’re stupid and naive.

Doc is 5’9, with pearly white teeth, grey eyes, and a swag that can be priceless towards the ladies. They called him Doc for short and he is cherished throughout high school. His life had just entered this feeling that was hard to describe. Like all teenagers you couldn’t discuss it with your parents, sibling’s, or even friends at school. This change was to remain to him. It was an experience that only he could have visualized. Every time he wandered the halls he would pass Faloria and his legs would cramp up, my cheeks would turn red, and I would stand as if I had to take a crap. This nervousness was something that I witnessed Doc experiencing; it was as if he was up on a roller coaster from outer space.

Often times when Doc walked into class I would witness him covering his cheeks while in his seat and take a peep around to see if anyone was watching him. But as Faloria walks pass him he would glance at her firm butt, which made him feel quivery and sadly guilty because she wasn’t like any other girl to him. She was about her and only her and she seemed to be here for a reason, but I couldn’t pin point what it was. No one ever dared to talk to Faloria. And during 4 th period Doc began to see things differently now. He cherished the symmetry of the walls and the glow of the lights that lingered in the halls. Maybe it was because…. sigh I doubt know.

“Man, you in love!” says Oshay.

As I viewed Doc and Oshay walk slowly towards the double doors of the hall.

The expression on his face every time he glanced at Faloria gave Oshay the impression that he was in love.

Oshay knew what love was. He was going out with the captain of the cheer squad. Yunny and her teammates would go to numerous competitions and perform for the high school basketball games. But anyway her name is Yunny I think. Everyday was like the first day Oshay and Yunny had begun going out. They acted like they were in heaven, reaching for the clouds and laughing at things that weren’t even funny. That’s why Doc questions himself and wanted to know what this “love” thing was all about and he knew that he wanted to share it Faloria.

“yo stop daydreaming again Doc” said Oshay.

Doc says continuously; I’m not, I’m not, give me a minute. He saw something that was very unusual to his human eye and Doc grew strange enough to see what the heck it was. He believes he saw purple smoke that surrounded something or someone. As he Started To walk toward the love trap bam! he grew lazy and weak. My eyes began to gaze and I tried to wiggle my head back and forth a couple times but it was useless. And before I knew it. Boom! He was knocked by her love spell.

Oh my gosh! Said Faloria as she presses a button that triggered the ship in somewhere land. Sluck tu nee la day té. Faloria you will need to return as soon as possible or you will be doomed! Said Toni, the father of Mother Lord Ship. Faloria’s purple essence was only hindered by her true lovers. She didn’t notice her powers as she continued to grow mentally every day. I view Faloria struggling and Unable to carry Doc to the outside of the cafeterias double doors where everyone was entering to go to lunch. Doc wakes up in shock and realizes that he’s by the cafeteria and wonders how he got there. He walks into the lunchroom and looks around in slow motion from left to right for people that he was familiar with.

He then looks for his best friend and whispers to Oshay about what happened to him just a couple of seconds ago.

Oshay stated at lunch that he was crazy and that he needed to wake up and realize that he's not in some other fantasy world.

“Faloria is just like any other girl and you daydream about this girl noticing you that’s all” says Oshay.

Oshay begins to laugh out loud “hahahaha”.

“ You know that she doesn’t pay attention to anyone around here. I can’t believe you. I think you need to stop playing video games my dude.” Oshay says as he shakes his head in disbelief.

"But no! I’m serious why you won’t believe me? So much as a friend" says Doc under his breath. As he puts his head down on the lunchroom table he looked to his left and he steadied his eyes on Faloria as she walked to her table. Oshay turns to grab him aggressively.

“yo dude.” Oshay yells to Doc. Oshay then sees the purple essence that follows Faloria as she walks. And his light brown eyes followed with a black pupil opened wide as he passed out right there on the lunchroom table. Is this a dream? Said Doc, he wondered in suspicion, or was Faloria giving me a hint to approach her through her love spell?

The next morning while at Doc’s house.

Yo, yo, Oshay wake up your going to be late for school. Its 7:00am. Lets go! Says Doc. Oshay then wakes up as if he wakes up from a bad dream. Doc leaves his room and shakes his head at Oshay as he starts to tell him about the insane dream he had.

“Everything seemed so real. I can’t wait to tell Yunny about this dream say Oshay.”

“What are you talking about? You play too many video games dude.” Said Doc as he shifts his hair to one side of his face.

As I sit in my room I continued to hear Oshay stumble over Doc's action figures and Doc yelling my name to come down stairs for mama's breakfast. Ali you have ten minutes before the bus comes Doc says as he scuffs down his morning breakfast and cold orange juice. I’m coming I say. As I leave my room Oshay leaves my brothers room door and runs down the stairs. Ring, ring, ring Oshay's phone rings and I hear Yunny's voice once again. Doc looks at Oshay in shame and hears Yunny talking about the prom arrangements. I say to my brother you're one lonely kid but in my head I wish he was to find Faloria the girl in my dreams.