One of my favorite memories of childhood is every Tuesday, my father would make fish, macaroni and cheese and beans and we would always watch Doug together (and not Jeopardy). It was what we did every Tuesday when I was little before my mother started bringing me to a weight watchers-esque program when I was nine.
There were so many things I loved about Doug as a kid, but being one of the few kids of color within a thirty mile radius, I was so thankful for a show were the Doug’s best friend was turquoise, his crush was brown, and he had purple and green friends. Thanks, Nickelodeon
I ran down to the end of the hall way, only to be head smashed into someone. Both landing on the marble floor,the mystery person, cushioned my blow. Small tears welled up in my eyes, I could feel the pain from the bullet wound slowly trail up my arm, to my shoulder blade.
“I am so sorry.” She mumbled, pulling me up to my wobbly feet. I finally saw her face, and my body went numb.
“As you should Be..”
“As you should Be..” Her words hit me with full force, almost knocking me over..Damn, I didn’t think I was gonna see her, and if I did..not in this way.
“U-U-Uh” The words fumbled around on my tongue, Looking at her face I could tell with every growing minute she was Germinating.
“Cut the bullshit!” Pure anger rang deep in her small voice, I never thought she could ever be that mad, well..At least with me.
“You know, I would never abandon you like that.” I tried to plead with her, swallowing her harsh words.
“OH.” She murmured loudly, causing everyone to run out of the classroom, and towards the end of the hallway, where the upcoming argument was about to happen. “BUT YOU DID! I WAS DYING, AND YOU THOUGHT OF YOURSELF, LEAVING ME THERE BARELY CONSCIOUS!”
I only knew this girl for two, or three weeks..and I feel like, she owes me any and everything in this world. I want to know, why she left me there…WHY, I though we had something, something worthy of saving, if i would’ve died. I guess it was my fault, for becoming social, and putting myself out there. But, i just thought…
“NOW YOU DON’T HAVE ANYTHING TO SAY!? WHEN YOU AND YOUR BROTHER WAS PLANNING ON DUMPING ME OFF, YOU HAD HELLA SHIT TO SAY THEN!” My voice boomed down the hallway, and now her eyes started to fill with tears. From the corner of my glaring eye, I could see saless.
“C’mon syd, let’s do..” She mumbled into my ear, pulling me along as the bell rang.
obligingly, I walked with her.
“You’re shaking.” She pointed out, rubbing my sore arm softly, reluctantly I pulled away.
“Yeah.. I do that when I’m pissed off.”
“what happened between you guys?” She questioned as we walked towards the school doors, which lead outside.
“Where are we going?” Ignoring her question, I looked puzzled.
“Well, you damn sure can’t stay here. You’ll just be mad, ALL day.” She folded her arms, crossing her legs as she stood.
“so what are you getting at?”
“We my friend, are skipping.”
Blinking twice, I didn’t feel like arguing. With or without her, I walked out.