All You Need Is Love

Chapter 2

                                                                      (Desire)                                 

I tense up when I feel him sit down in the seat Jayda just left to go be with her assigned partner.

He had to come over to me because I couldn't find the strength to go over to where he was.

God, why are you doing this to me?

Out of all the people to partner me with she partners me with the one person that it would take a miracle to be comfortable around.

I'm really trying not to judge him because who am I to judge ...... but I've heard things about him.

From what I've heard he's some kind of thug type. A person who doesn't care about anything, anyone, or probably not his self.

Shit, I'll be surprised if I can get him to care about this damn project.

Hell, I'm scared to look at him and we supposed to work together.

How on God's green earth did Mrs.Flowers come up with the idea to partner us together?

I want to ask her which one is she on, crack or dog food?

"We gone work or you just gone sit there and stare at the table?"

I damn near fall out of my seat at the sound of his voice from flinching so hard. I've heard him talk before he's just never talked directly to me. I was so busy being uncomfortable that I didn't notice Mrs.Flowers passed out the assignment already.

"I ain't mean to scare you" he says then chuckles to his self.

"Y-you didn't" I say sitting up.

With all the stuff I got going on at home,  school feels like my only safe place.

Even though I have to lie all the time, there's no Dennis here.

And even though Jacari makes me very uncomfortable and scares me, I will not allow him to box me in.

I really have worst to deal with.

"Why you jump then if I didn't scare you?" he asks.

I slowly turn my head to look at him. Looking at Jacari from the outside you wouldn't think he was as bad as some put him out to be.

The boy looks like a geek god. From his curly hair that he keeps braided, to his perfect skin, to his full pink lips, to his... I could go on and on and on. He's really a work of art.

He looks like he should be on the cover of a magazine rather than selling drugs on the streets.

"You just caught me off guard" I say while trying my best to hold eye contact with him. He has these dark brown eyes that you could lose yourself in if you stare too long.

"Yeah right." he says with a smile that makes me almost forget how to breathe.

I've never seen him smile before.

I continue to look at him noticing things I've never seen before then all of a sudden, straight out of nowhere,  he starts glaring at something on my face.

"What happened to your eye?" he asks. I had completely forgotten the black eye Dennis gave me.

Panic overcomes me.

Why is he asking this?

Why didn't he just ignore it like everybody else?

I quickly try to think of something...anything.

"I fell into my doorknob" I say giving him the same lie I always give Jayda.

"How in the hell do you fall into a damn doorknob? That don't even make sense." he says.

Pure confusion is written on his face. It's clear that he doesn't believe me. I've never had anyone not believe that lie or care enough to question it.

"Easy" I say reaching for the work paper to have something to change the subject to.

"I'm guessing the doorknob did that too huh." he says.

I look at him and see that he's staring down my wrist. The sleeve of my hoodie came up when I reached for the paper. My bruises were exposed and I'm caught all up in my lies.

I quickly pull the sleeve down.

"You know damn well you ain't fall into no doorknob. Shits not even possible." he says.

With panic weakening my body, I look around trying to once more change the subject.

"What are you mixed with Jacari?" I ask looking back at him. I can tell his not fully black and I've always wondered what else was in his blood. This is the perfect time to bring it up so he can stop asking about things he can't know about.

"What why?"

A weight drops off my shoulders as I see he's about to drop it.

"Your just very exotic looking" I say.

He smiles for a second time.

"My mom was french and my sperm donor was black" he says.

Sperm donor?

He must not like his father too much.

Jacari doesn't seem to be so bad once you sit and talk to him.

He still makes me uncomfortable but maybe I'll eventually get over it

Maybe I shouldn't judge him.

He's just a way more observant then I expected or like.