Sha-Nese+short+story

Sha-Nese Cohort 3 Good Boy Gone Bad

"Barry wake up", his mom called. "You're going to miss your plane sweety".

"Okay, he yelled back. Barry Gardens is 17years old and lives in Seattle with his mother, father, and two little sisters. He's light skinned, about 5'8, fit body from being on the basket ball team and with ,long braids and green eyes. Girls always went crazy for him, especially when he was a basket ball player but he decided to make himself more useful and become something more serious. So he left the team and got into the books. His dream is to move to New York City and become a future lawyer. So 3 months after school started in New York he flew a plane to live in Brooklyn with his aunt Jeniveia and uncle Malieke. They didn't have any kids so they were really looking forward to Barry moving with them. They spoiled him ever since the day he was born. Barry was also looking forward to moving there but, the fact that he had to go to a new school and start all over to meet new people it made him not want to move. In Seattle he new almost everyone, not only because he was the top student in his high school but also because he tutored his fellow school mates and always did favors for neighbors for no price. Well meanwhile, Barry got his self together and was ready for his parents to drive him to the airport. When they finally got to there his mom would not stop crying, he wanted to cry too, not because he didn't want to leave but because he would miss Seattle. But his dad gave him a look which meant to stay strong and that's what he did.

"Bye, mommy and daddy, I'll come visit every holiday. I love you Penny and Pea and take care of mommy while I'm gone", he said to his little sisters.He gave them all hugs and then got on the plane. The next day he arrived at the JFK airport in Brooklyn, when he looked out the window he saw his aunt and uncle waiting for him. He couldn't wait to get off the plane and see what Brooklyn had in store for him. When he got off the plane he dropped his bags and ran straight to his aunt and gave her a big juicy kiss on the cheek.  “Hi auntie Jeneveia and uncle Malieke, I’ve missed you guys so much”, he said with a great big smile.  “I can’t believe how big you’ve gotten since last year, I bet the ladies are all over you too”, his uncle said.  “Well I’m not one to brag, but yes they do and I don’t really pay them any attention because I just think about the important things in life.”  “That’s impressing coming from a young man your age”, chuckled uncle Malieke  “So are you ready to go and take your suit cases to our apartment, and then if you wan’t we can go out so you can get a feel of your new home.”  “Sure that would be cool” he exclaimed  Barry has never lived in an apartment because he’s lived in his house in Seattle for his whole life. As a kid when he would visit his aunt and uncle in New York. When they lived in a house in Midtown, Manhattan but now they live in an apartment in Brooklyn. When they arrived at the apartment Barry was really impressed by how quiet and pretty the neighborhood was. He's heard things about Brooklyn because of what is aunt and uncle would tell him, but has never actually seen for himself. By the looks of it, Brooklyn was going to be a piece of cake until to his first day at Paul Roberson High School. The death trap of high schools, he didn't know that and neither did his aunt and uncle. He couldn't believe his eyes. He saw students gambeling in the middle of the hallways, throwing up gang signs, and as he walked into the bathroom to put water on his face, there were a goup of boys in there and they were smoking marijuana. At this point Barry doesn,t know what he's gotten himself into. One of the boys tried to ask Barry if he wanted a puff, but before he could finish Barry left the bathroom. Then Barry went on to look for his first period class.

Knock Knock Knock, went the classroom door. "Hello, are you Mrs.Bullou", he studderd?

"Yes I am and you must be Barry, welcome to my 11th grade english class. You can sit in the last empty chair in the back with Lawrence Cooper. Lawrence raise your hand please. Anyway class for now just get to know the person your sitting next to."

Barry didn't want to sit next to Lawrence because he was the the same boy that was in the bathroom smoking marijuana and he was the one who asked Barry if he wanted to smoke as Barry left the bathroom. So Barry wanted to be cool about it and start a simple conversation with Lawrence, but what made Barry question himself was when he saw a red bandana hanging from the back of his back pocket which meant he was in a gang and a tear drop on his face which meant he killed someone. In Barry's old neighborhood in Seattle there weren't any gang bangers, so it made im a little scared, so he just decided not to say anything to Lawrence unless he said something to him first.

"Yo, why you look like somebody got a gun to your head, are you scared of me because you know I'm in a gang, asked Lawrence?

"Ofcourse not Lawrence, I'm just a little curious about you, Barry studdered." "First of all don't calle me Lawrence ever again, everybody calls me LaLa. You got that?

"Okay, no problem, Barry replied.

"But anyway pretty boy, I doubt that you have any friends around here so don't make any plans for after school because you gonna chill with me and my homeboys from Gates. Are you gonna come or do you have to go home and help your mommy fix the table for dinner," laughed Lawrence.

" I can go any where I want and iI don't live with my mother."

" I wasn't trying to diss you but, you just look like the mommas boy type, explained Lawrence."

Barry just put his head down and didn't respond back. He was starting to miss his family but he knew that he had to make the best of living in Brooklyn now. well, a couple of hours later school was over and Barry met Lawrence out side and they were on their way to Gates Ave. The boys were walking silently and then Lawrence asked Barry a question.

"Yo, Barry have you ever killed anyone before, asked Lawrence?

"No ofcourse not,have you, said Barry.

"Well yea, in order to be who I am and get the respect that I get, I have to. Sometimes people like to try you and you just gotta show them who's boss, Lawrence explained ."

The boys finally reached Lawrence's friend's house on Gates and they went inside and Barry noticed how many teens were there smoking and drinking