same school this year so those rats you date are going to have to
scurry along.”
“What?”
I’d forgotten to inform Tony
prior to today that Sarah would be joining us at Deerfield High. His eyes were
bulging as he shook his head trying to make sense of what he just heard.
“Oh no, you are lying!”
“Nope.”
“You are going with
us?”
“Yep,” Sarah answered
teasingly, nodding her head. “So you will be seeing a lot more of me,” she said
gesturing towards her body like it was on display at an auction.
“Jesus! Take me now,” Tony
yelled while looking up at the sky. “I’m ready to come home, lord! Oh well Dick
Cheney had Bush, Whitney had Bobby and crack, and I got you huh?”
“Are you referring to me as a
drug, Tony? Well, crack is addictive so I’ll be your addiction!”
“No, that’s not what I’m
trying to say! Mrs. Storm?”
“Nope, Tony, I got nothing.”
“No help…nothing? It’s because
I’m black huh? A brother can’t get any help? Ok I guess that’s how it is then.
Come on, let’s go, stalker,” Tony teased.
“Whatever, Tony!” Sarah
complained, pushing him out the door….
D eerfield
High, what a wonderful establishment. Whatever. It was a good school but after
being here for so long things got kinda stale and routine. Of course it wasn’t as
bad as other schools for sure but Deerfield still had its issues. Most of them
were from overcompensating spoiled brats.
“MMM, mmm, mmm…the new possibilities,”
Tony said while looking over a few girls that walked past us in the hallway.
“Calm down Tony. Down, boy!” I
teased.
Tony was already scoping out
the new female students as we walked down the hall.
“Dude whatever, it seems like
God poured a pitcher of beautiful all over this school and I’m thirsty, very
thirsty.”
Tony did have a point. There
was an abnormal amount of new students and the girls were all very attractive. There
were a few familiar faces but it seemed like we had more “freshies” this year.
A lot of the students we knew either graduated or had to leave Deerfield
because of the recession after 9/11. A lot of working families were losing
everything and could no longer afford the high property taxes and cost of
living in a place like Deerfield. We watched over the last two years five
families on our street alone lose their homes to foreclosures. Families we knew
and grew up with. It was sad, but I knew other families in less desirable areas
were suffering even more.
The world was a depressing
place to exist in. No one was living anymore. We were just getting by or
surviving. Most adults don’t believe teenagers think like this, that all we
think about is sex, video games, and social networks. And for the most part
that’s accurate; but even with all of those distractions, most of us still find
a way to be aware of the world around us. It’s called the Internet and YouTube.
We just act out in front of adults because it’s amusing to watch their
reactions to our behavior. If adults knew how much free entertainment they
provide teenagers, they would first be upset and then would likely start
ignoring us. And that would be bad, because attention is one thing almost every
teenager needs in their lives to feel important.
“Hey, Aiden. I know you are
focused and everything, but dude you need a girl for real.”
“Tony, you know…”
“Yeah bro, I know but hear me
out…”
Tony leaned towards my ear as
if he had a secret that if revealed would mean disaster.
“Just because she’s your girl
doesn’t mean you have to have sex with her. The thing is bro, the right
girl in your life makes you a better man, completing your circle. They force us
to grow up. I’m seventeen and you’ll be seventeen in a couple of weeks. If not
now, then when?” Tony said while giving me an assuring nod.
“Anyway I gotta bounce Aiden
but I’ll get at you during second period.”
As I watched Tony maneuver
down the crowded hall, I realized