Or will you?
School was the same...all the girls race after me or they follow me. They all like me because I always look beat up and s**t. And then there was my friend Amadi Phillips. Shes not like the other that follows me all day... sadly I try to follow her. She has a beautiful smile that just makes her glow. Plus she my friend. I guess the beat up look doesn't work on her like it has for these girls following me now. I guess Amadi likes me for me. "Oh my god... He goes to our school? He so cute...!" They whispered behind him. Amadi was walking towards me. "Hey Phill..." she paused. "Yea my father was drunk again." He explained softly. She frowned but made a shy smiled and kissed his bruised cheek. "Your going to have to live with me soon if your father keeps this up.' she laughed. She wrapped her right arm around my left and I blushed.
