Golden
Boy
chapter
eight
Vinny
Today was the interview with Brooklyn for winning homecoming
king. Honeslty I could of cared less that I won and the girl
who
was my queen Selena Curry. Dear lord I couldn't stand the
girl. She thought just because she was the head cheerleader
popularity was entitlted to her. She also thought she was
entitled to be my girl friend because we were the two most
popular
kids in out grade. Gag me please. I like girls who actually have
a nice bone in thrie bodies and Selena doesn't have a
single
one. I was about to the journalism room when I could hear
Selena's voice already.
"Oh the baby project. I heard everyone has a parnter, but I
bet your a single mother because who'd want to partner with
your
ugly-" She was saying. Thats when I decided to burst into
the room.
"How's my baby-momma?" God I loved being able to
say that. And for the first time it made Brooklyn smile. I went
over and
looked at my son. Brooklun asked me to sit down and went off to
look for something else she need and Selena took that as a
sign to start talking to me.
"Are you seriously her partner?" Selena asked.
Yes and I was stoked about it.
"Yeah so what?" I shrugged, rocking Baby G in his
seat.
"Well because you're you and she's so you know.
Whatever. When can we hangout again? Its beenn too long?"
She placed her hand on my arm. I shrugged it off.
First off Brooklyn was so much better than Selena and no I
did not want to hangout with her.
"I'm gonna be kind of busy for awhile." I nodded my
head toward Baby G.
"Just dump the baby on her. Who cares not like she does
anything."
And not play mommy and daddy with Brooklyn Hamilton for a
month? She couldn't be serious.
"I'm not gonna do that. I'm gonn earn my grade on
this project."I told her.
"Whatever Vinny." Selena glanced at her watch.
"Can we do this sometime today Brooklyn? I have practice
soon."
Brooklyn came back and started asking question. I had to give
answers that everyone expect from the Golden Boy. After answering
her final question Selena left, giving me some alone time with
Brooklyn. Score. But I still needed to answer that last
question.
"Can you just write something like it felt awesome. People
wouldn't want to know the truth." I told her. And she
look intrigued.
"What do you mean?" She asked me.
"Is this off the record?" I asked glancing at the
recorder and notebook.
"Sure."I shoved it aside immediately. "Now what
did you mean?"
"I didn't want to win. I didn't even want to be
nominated. But I got all of that becuase of how people view me.
Because I'm the
Golden Boy."
"What could possibly be bad about being you?" She
asked.
"Being the Golden Boy doesn't mean you get everything
you want." I looked her in the eyes for a split second after
saying
that. "I know you're probably thinking what could I
possibly want that I don't already have, you might be
surprised."
"Okay. I'm not going to push it. Did you wanna make a
schedule for the baby?" She asked.
"That sounds like a good idea." I said. We were having
a nice normal conversation and my phone started buzzing like
crazy. I tried as long as I could. Ugh.What was so important? I
had six texts from Jack. The last one caught my attention
immediately.
Jack Elliot: DREW'S HOUSE IS ON FIRE!
"Oh.my.god!" I shot out of my seat.
"What's the matter?"She asked.
"Drew's house is on fire!" I was panicing. I
didn't know what to do.
"Oh.my.god. Vinny go!"
"Can you come with me? I don't think I can go alone
right now or drive."
"Let's go." She agreed quickly.
We were flying down every back road possible to beat traffic. The
girl could drive but I couldn't really think about that right
now.
All I could think about was my best friend being okay.
Please God let Drew be okay.
feedback?
Off topic but does any watch Big Brother?
