Shan: AJ….AJ…AJ come on, get up!
AJ: What time is it?
Shan: It’s 7:03am and we got to get ready for school.
AJ: What’s the rush?
Shan: My parents love you but I don’t think they’ll understand us fucking in
AJ: How they going to know what we did? They’ll probably think I just crashed over.
Shan: Nigga, we ain’t got know clothes on and it smells like sex down here!
AJ: You got a point; where’s my draws?
Shan: They’re over on the coach.
AJ: I’m not complaining or anything but I thought you were gay?
Shan: First thing, I ain’t gay. I like dick too. Second, that weed made me horny as hell
and you happened to be around and third, you looked some good pussy might
clear your head. And I’m a friend to the mother-fucking end.
AJ: Lol! Well you know I could go for some head right now.
Shan: Nigga don’t play with me. Go take a shower; you stink. I’ma clean the room up.
Shan’s mom: Shan! Are you down there?
Shan: Yeah mama!
Shan’s mom: Your father thought he heard a boy down there.
Shan: Nawl mama, that’s the tv!
Shan’s mom: I told you papa! Shan was just watching tv.
Shan’s dad: I heard a boy down there and I’m going down there and check.
Shan: Nawl daddy, don’t come down here I’m getting dressed.
Shan’s dad: Shan you got a boy down there?
Shan: Nawl daddy, I was watching tv.
Shan’s dad: I don’t want any boys down there.
Shan: Daddy you’re being paranoid! Go back upstairs with mama.
Shan’s dad: Ok baby. You hurry up and get ready. You’re going to be late for
Shan: AJ, you ready?
Shan: Take my car and I’ll ride with Silky-T and Tone Low. After ya’ll get out school
us at Simeon.
AJ: Ight, I’ma go before your dad comes back down here.
AJ: What’s up?
Shan: Don’t tell Nate and them shit.
AJ: Shan I don’t kiss and tell…. But sex is a different thing. I’m out!
It was crazy. Me and Shan just slept together and we acted like it wasn’t a big deal. I wonder if she had real feelings for me or was it just a one-time thing. I can’t even be thinking about this right now. I got to figure out what to do about this Richie thing. How is this motherfucker going to get back at us? Was Jay behind this shit like the fellas said? Maybe he … nawl that can’t even be a factor.. My brother wouldn’t send Richie at me. Would he?
Nate: AJ what up!
AJ: What up.
Clay: AJ, why you got on the same clothes from last night?
AJ: I didn’t have time to change; I crashed at Shan’s house.
Clay: Ya’ll stay down the street from each other you couldn’t make it to your house?
What were ya’ll doing fucking or something? … Ya’ll did fuck! Didn’t ya’ll?
AJ: Man, get that shit out of here.
Clay: Dude, I can’t tell when your lying. Ya’ll fucked, didn’t ya’ll? …
AJ: Man, yeah.
Clay: I knew it! I knew it!
AJ: Get off it! We got high and fucked. It ain’t shit.
Clay: Bullshit! You had some shit on your mind and Sugar Shan gave you some of that
sweet pussy to help clear your head.
AJ: Hey Clay, you feel like walking?
Clay: Stop playing cuz.
AJ: Cousin or no cousin, if you don’t let this shit go, you going to be walking.
Nate: Yeah, and he going to get Shan to spank you.
AJ: Ya’ll fools crazy. Fuck all that dumb shit, we got to get our minds right. We
going to meet up after school, so don’t be on some other shit and if ya’ll see
Richie or any of his crew let me know. He might try to kick up something.
Nate: Are we late for school?
AJ: Yeah but only thirty minutes.
Nate: Cool! I didn’t feel like going to first period. My teacher be getting on my fucking
nerves! I’m going to knock his ass.
AJ: Fuck that shit, ya’ll just be on the look out.
Clay: Alright kid, we out.
I didn’t know what to think about anymore. I didn’t know if I should be thinking about last night with me and Shan or should I be worried about this Richie situation. This shit had me spaced out through four of my classes. With all this shit on my mind for some reason in my sixth period class, I starting thinking about that girl on the train last night. What was her name?… Damn I can’t remember. What’s this in my pocket? It’s the card I gave her last night. Sharese must’ve slipped it back in my pock. That’s her name Sharese! She wrote something on the back of the card. “Step up your game”. This girl got me to smile. I couldn’t think about anything else now but her. Princess… This girl could
Intercom: Adam Johnson, please come to the main office. Adam Johnson, please
come to the main office.
I already knew what they wanted. I just didn’t know what they already knew.
Assistant: AJ, you can go in.
Principle: Mr. Johnson, come in and have a seat. They’re a couple of detectives
here to see you; a detective Monroe and a detective Freeman.
Freeman: Adam Johnson, your James Johnson a.k.a. “Jay Rip” little brother?
Monroe: Yeah, you’re little Jay.
AJ: That ain’t my name!
Monroe: I remember you now! You were at your brother’s trial. You’re the reason
he got off on that murder charge; with that bullshit testimony you gave.
Freeman: Now you’re running with your brother’s crew, putting bodies on the street.
AJ: I don’t know what ya’ll talking about.
Monroe: Yeah, you do little Jay. You know exactly what we’re talking about.
AJ: I told you that’s not my fucking name!
Principle: Watch your language Mr. Johnson!
AJ: Fuck that shit! You letting these crooked ass cops interrupt my education to
try and intimidate me in school and the you’re telling me to watch my language?
Fuck you! I know how this shit goes; if ya’ll got something on me then take me
in, if not, then stop wasting my time. The ACT’s are in two weeks and I don’t
have time for this bullshit.
Freeman: You’re right AJ, we don’t have anything on you yet, so we’ll stop wasting
your time but when we find something, you’ll be doing sometime.
AJ: Nice line. How long you practice it?
Monroe: We’re watching you little Jay.
AJ: Alright, bitch so you admitted to watching school boys. Fucking Pedi filler!
Principle: Alright detectives, school is in progress so you’re going to have to leave
if that is all. Mr. Johnson, you may go back to your class.
I thought cops were supposed to be smarter than that. Try to scare me into a phony confession, wouldn’t work on me. Shit, I don’t think that shit would work on anyone in this neighborhood. Nawl, they had a different reason for being here. Somebody put these mother fuckers on me. Richie is stepping up his game. I didn’t expect some shit this smart from his ass. Something doesn’t seem right about this shit.
Nate: AJ! … AJ!
AJ: What’s up?
Nate: You got to see this shit!
AJ: What are you talking about?
Nate: Over here, look out the window! Somebody fucked Richie up.
Clay: Damn! It looked like they went to work on that nigga.
Nate: Yo kid, why them cops looking up at you?
AJ: They just finished questioning me on that last night shit. Now they probably
thinking I got something to do with this shit.. Ya’ll two didn’t do this shit, did
Clay: Nawl, we been in class all day.
AJ: You think Shan and them did this shit?
Nate: I just talked to Tone Low on the phone five minutes ago. They’ve been in class
too. They couldn’t have done it.
AJ: So who the fuck did this shit?
Nate: You think Jay did it? You know making up for not have your back last night.
AJ: Why would he put that shit on display at my school though? Would he put that
heat on me on purpose? Fuck it, let’s go back to class. We’ll talk about this shit
later at the spot.
This shit, had my mind all fucked up. Did Jay really do this shit? Why would he do it? No, I refuse to believe he’ll do this to his little brother. There’s got to be another reason for all this shit. Something I haven’t thought of…but what?