by <Unknown Author>
One thing that bothers me is that I am constantly being compared to other people, and they might not necessarily be the positive type, or the role model you would look up to. I mean I don’t care what the hell they think about me but, when it’s my family it becomes a problem. I barley like them either. They always tryin’ to act holy like they never got their knees dirty when they were a teenager. It’s always the same thing with them. You need to keep your grades up; you need to stop playin’ around and get serious about life. I mean I got years ahead of me to think about life, why I can’t just be me for the time being. School is important and all but can I at least lose my virginity and feel like a man before I think about starting a career. I mean success is always gone be there, I got plenty of time to think about the “real world.” These fifteen years of life for me has been a long road but, I got this all in the bag, I know what I’m doin’, I don’t need nobody to talk to me. Just when I thought my swagg was goin’, my aunt called to talk to me about my situation….
“Hello,” I answered the phone.
“Hello….Tre, is this you?” Miranda asked.
“Yeah, sup.”
“Yo mama told me to call and talk to you about how you are doing.”
“Aww, for what?”
“I mean you know I don’t get to talk to you as much about high school and all since I am in college, but I just want you to speak with me.”
“Oh, so how you been?”
“Tre this isn’t about me it’s about you, but I have been fine. Fine until I heard about your academics in school.”
“Man what you talkin’ about?”
“I’m talkin about yo two F’s that you got in your classes. So don’t you want to explain them to me?”
“No. Mann why my mama always tellin’ my business around the family. Like I want everybody to know what I’m doin. She don’t understand nothing mann.”
“No obviously you don’t understand, you told me you were going to get your grades up the first time you got that one F in the first semester. Now you got two of them, this don’t make no sense. Tre this is your freshman year, one of the most important years of your high school career. You can’t be goin’ around doin what you want to do. You go to Kirkwood high school they don’t play that non-sense in there. What you thought this was middle school or something?”
“……………………………………………….”
“Tre!” Miranda raised her voice.
“Yeah….”
“Are you even listening to what I’m sayin’?”
“Yeah, I hear you”
“You not actin like it. Its okay you can ignore me all you want cause when you want me to do somethin’ for you, you not gettin’ it; those new pair of shoes don’t ask. When you want to spend some time with me when I visit don’t ask. Not until you can get your act together at school.”
“Mann that ain’t even right mann, how you gone say that? And half the time it don’t even be, it be those lousy teachers that always think they know what they talkin about. They always tryin to get somebody in trouble!”
“No you get yourself into trouble, and obviously they know what they are talkin about, otherwise they wouldn’t be teachers, think about it. On top of that, I’ve been to that school four years ago. Tre I’m twenty one years old now, and I graduated okay. I know how that school operates. When I was around your age I had some of the same problems you had. I thought well I’m gone play around since this is my freshman year, and as a matter of fact I did that almost through all my high school time. And while I doin whatever I was doin’, senior year I had to make up all of that unnecessary work I could have finished three years ago, and it was all because of my lackadaisical work attitude. And just to let you know it’s hard to make that work up. It’s actually a waste of valuable time because, that was a time where I was supposed to get my college plan together, but instead I had to cram my school work in and get my college work together. It’s a stressful time. So don’t think you getting over cause you only foolin’ yourself.”
“Mann, I don’t even care about them teachers, I’m gone do me, and they gone do them.”
“You straight they gone do them because they get paid at the end of the day, you need the education. They got theirs. And from the looks of it, you ain’t doin you cause on facebook, your status reads, “chillin’ wit my bust it baby” yeah I saw it.”
“Mann whatever.”
“Okay, you can do what you want I can’t make you change, so when you feel like you gone grow up you can call me anytime.”
“Peace out” said Tre.
