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ryan's pov

let me introduce myself. I'm ryan walker. I'm 6'3. I'm 18 years old and I live with my father. my mom left when I was 5 to be with a man I found out was her drug dealer. I had seen her a few times since then but she was drugged out. I still love her, I always will. my dad on the other hand, hates her. I understand why but I wish she could get clean and be a better person for all of us. I have two sisters, my older sister is 21, her name is Marina. my younger sister is 16, her name is Reyna.

Monday rolled around quickly. I spent the weekend with cassidy and I decided that to take ms grande's advice. I have to work on graduating on time so we could have a chance to do what we planned after graduation. we decided we would go to the same college since we both liked the same one since middle school; Stanford. she would study mathematics so she can become a math teacher and I would study engineering so I can make robots. we made this plan close to our first year of dating. cassidy moved schools to get a better chance at getting into Stanford. her parents were able to afford to send her to a private school in the next city over called Chilton. It was very upidy but that was basically the point of the school. I wouldn't dare show my mixed face there.

I got out of bed and got ready for school. I got in the shower and picked out my clothes for the day. the weather was supposed to be warm today, so I decided to wear a pair of black shorts with a "hey Arnold" shirt and a pair of baby blue and white 13's. I spritzed some of my cologne, put on a silver cross and I was finished.

The day went relatively smoothly. I dreaded the end of the day, knowing I would have to stay in that classroom longer than I originally had to. During lunch, I found my friends and sat with them. Much like me and cassidy, we've all known each other since kindergarten and we've gone to every singke school together.

I grabbed my lunch and start looking around when I see my friends, Joshua, Jayden, Brayden, Jackson, and Dashon sitting at a table. One of them waving me down to come over, which I did. on my way over that, almost everybody and they mama said wassup to me.

"Mr famous guy!" Jayden says as he comes to dap me up.

"yo yo ryan, you left us dry this weekend wassup with that?" Dashon questions as I sit down.

"aw man bro, cassidy came home this weekend so I spent time with her." i say with a grin pulling at my cheeks.

"oh shit nigga, u had to clap them cheeks. we get it." Jackson chuckles as the rest laugh and punch and push ryan, to signify they approve.

"essentially." i laugh in admition.

"well let's go to our spot after school, my parents our traveling for like two weeks." Brayden says obviously excited at the thought.

"yeah we can do the thang inside too if you know what I mean." Jayden says, pretending to smoke a blunt.

"shit" I sigh. "I mean I gotta go to tutoring after school but I'll come when I'm done."

the group looks around at each other in confusion. "tutoring?" they all say in unison.

"what do you need tutoring for? you probably the smartest nigga in this school." Joshua laughs, in fact the whole group joins the laughter.

he was right, I had been the top of my class since kindergarten. I won all the spelling bees I participated in, aced every quiz I had even without studying sometimes. I was just struggling right now.

"yeah well I fell off for the last few weeks so ms. grande is making me go to tutoring so I can salvage my grades for the semester." i say, shrugging my shoulders.

i looked up as the boys were hooting and hollering about ms. grande. I rolled my eyes in response. everyone loved her. she was a super popular teacher here but I never really got the hype. apparently she was super cool and all the boys had crushes on her. they would be happy to be in my position but I wasn't. I honestly never paid much attention to her, having a girlfriend and everything.

7th period rolled around. I walked into the classroom and sat in my assigned seat. I pulled out my laptop and notes as the bell rang. as soon as it rang, ms grande began teaching. I looked directly at her while she spoke. "alright, maybe she is kinda hot." I thought to myself.

I was snapped out of my trance when she called my name, asking for the answer to the question she had just asked. she had a pleasant smile on her face as she waited for me to answer. I was stuck, I had been thinking so loud I hadn't heard what she asked or what she even talked about for the last 10 minutes, since I looked straight at her, she probably thought the opposite.

she noticed the look on my face before speaking again, "would anyone like to help ryan out?" she looks around calling on the girl who raised her hand in the back. I take this as an opportunity to dismiss myself to my thoughts again.

before I knew it, the bell rang and class was over but it wasn't really over for me since I had to stay after school. as the class cleared out, I stayed in my seat. I was the only one left when ms grande came up next to me.

"ryan, I'm glad you decided to stay!" ms grande says enthusiastically.

"you didn't really give me a choice but let's say that." I said, sarcastically smiling then rolling my eyes.

"okay well you're here. so thank you." she said with the small chuckle and the slightest smile. "let's get down to business, you're missing at least 17-19 assignments in this class. you'll use this space to catch up on that and other classes. I've talked to all of them and they've given me assignments that will bump your grades enormously." she hands me a thick packet of work.

"how the fuck am I gonna do all this by the end of the semester when I still have other assignments to complete?" I say angrily, throwing the packet on the table.

"first of all, language. and secondly, that's what this space is for. I can't control what you do but I'm giving you the space to do what I know you're capable of." she said, leaning slightly forward with a look of concern in her face.

"sorry." I say, looking up into her eyes before I open up my laptop and pick up the packet, beginning to start cracking these assignments open.

she smiles gets up to walk away to her desk.

"she's kinda cool, I guess." I think to myself

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