one another and everybody knows it. Last year these two got into a great big fight, when Josiah intercepted a pass meant for Dollah and made the state championshipâs winning basket. Dollah bum-rushed him and snuck him from the back. The entire gym was in an uproar and what made it worse was that the college scouts were there, recruiting some of the senior players and keeping their eyes on the junior ones.
But for real-for real, I think that the basketball thing is a cover-up for why they really donât like each other. The real deal, I think, is because of their brothers. Josiah had an older brother, Ibn, and he was best friends with Dollahâs brother, Best. Well, no one knows the real deal. All we know is what the paper reported, and that was Ibn and Best stole a car, they were being chased by the police, the car spun out of control, and Ibn died. Now Dollahâs brother is in jail doing football numbers for Ibnâs murder. So you see, Josiah and Dollah were destined to be enemies. Therefore, what Josiahâs girl was doing holding hands with his archrival was beyond me. All I knew is I didnât wanna be around when it all went down.
âWhen you coming to see about me, ma?â Dollah asked Deeyah, looking her up and down.
Oh heck, no he didnât?! I donât care if nobody knew we actually went together, how was he gonâ play me and be in my friendâs face?
âWhy?â She smacked her lips. âWhat you got for me?â
âWhy donât you come after school and find out?â he said.
âI gotta wait at least until my mother is asleep.â
âBet,â he said to Deeyah but looked at me out the corner of his eye. âStay sweet, ma, âcause I gotta senior ring I need to get for you.â
âYou should have two,â I snapped. â âSpecially since this your second time in twelfth grade.â
âDang, Dollah, you that smart?â Deeyah asked. âThey keep calling you back, huh?â
âYou know how I do it,â Dollah said as he walked away.
We all just looked at Deeyah and shook our heads. âAm I on Thatâs So Raven and Chelsea has come to life?â Shae snapped in disbelief.
âYou being real sexist, Shae.â Deeyah batted her eyes. âIâm real surprised at you.â
âI swear to God, Iâma scream!â
âAnyway,â I said. âDeeyah, so whatâs this with you and Dollah? Did I miss something?â
âWhat?â Deeyah was grinning from ear to ear.
âWhatâs all that meet me after school and carrying on? What you âspose to be?â
âNothing.â
âWell, it sure didnât look like nothing,â Shae said. âIt look like a jump-off contest.â
âYou cheating on Josiah?â I asked in disbelief.
âAnd why are you so concerned with what Iâm doing with Josiah?â Deeyah snapped. âAnd there ainât gonâ be too many more jump-offs, Shae.â
âGood.â Shae smirked. âGive the male population a rest.â
âThat was really racist, Shae.â
The first period bell went off and we all headed to homeroom for attendance. I passed by Josiah as I walked down the hall and instantly I started feeling like a fool all over again. For the first time, he looked me in my eyes and smiled. I wanted to flip him the bird and smack him but instead I waved my hand and kept it moving. Had I looked at him too long I wouldâve returned his smile.
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Although I was in honors classes, it didnât mean I never got bored. So what Josiah was doing standing in the doorway ignoring the teacher and coming over to talk to me, I didnât know. I tried to act like I didnât see him. Instead, I continued to do what I always did, which was write his name a thousand different ways in my notebook: bubble letters, cursive, fancy print, and matching my first name with his last name, all with hearts