This is my life. It is a documentary of my life. Perhaps, it is an autobiography. But, it is a different kind of autobiography. It isn't about my life since the day I was born. It's about my life between September 27th and November 30th 2002.
My name is Hazel Aden. I'm 15 years old and I go to Degrassi High School. On one warm Monday morning, as I was walking to school, my friends and I spotted a black BMW and we were really impressed because not many people were that rich in our area. The person in the car rolled down the window to let us see him. He looked like he was about 18 years old. We waved to him and he waved to us too. He drove away as we continued to school. My friends, Paige, Stacy and Terri were telling me about their weekend and I was telling them about mine too.
I opened the front door of the school and guess who I saw? I saw the same boy in the BMW. Stacy walks up to him and says,
"Are you stalking us, cause if you are I'mma have to bust your…."
"Slow down, I just transferred to this school," the boy says defending himself.
"Oh…I see," Stacy replies.
"Well, hi," I say to him, "my name is Hazel and this is Terri that's Paige and the rude one over there is Stacy." I smiled my best smile.
"Hi I'm Jamal, can you show me the closest way to room 202?" he asked. Wow, he has the cutest smile, I thought to my self.
"Uh… yea, just go up that staircase and it is the 2nd door on the right." I answered.
"Thanks," he said.
"You like him don't you? I can't believe you like him, and don't deny it cause I saw that look on your face," Paige whispered to me.
"Whatever," I whispered back, "let's just get to class."
I didn't pay much attention in Phys. Ed and I got hit in the head with a dodge ball, just because I wasn't paying attention to the teacher, but I was thinking about Jamal. It is now lunch and I'm in the cafeteria line trying to buy my lunch. We let Jamal sit with us lunch because it's his first day and he doesn't have any friends. The lunch hour is between 11:30 am and 1:00 pm. When it was 11:55, Jamal told us he lives 5 minutes away from the school and if we wanted to come to his house to chill and watch television we could. We all decided to go because we had nothing better to do. I asked him why he drove to school if he lives so close and he told me it was because he had to pick something up. He gave us a small tour of his house and a smile was plastered on my face when I pictured me and him in there alone. Since, I wanted to get to know him better; I asked him how old he is and what school he was at, and a couple other questions. I found out he was 17 years old (I guess he isn't too old for a boyfriend). I gave him my number and I got his too. I've now been at his house 3 out of the 5 days after school this week so we pretty much know each other. This Saturday, I have a date with him at The High Burger. I can't wait.
Today is Saturday and Jamal should be here in about 10 minutes. There is a knock on the door. I open it, say hi to Jamal, say goodbye to my sister, Shanice, and close the door behind me. At the High Burger, he told me that the day we saw him in the BMW, he was actually waving to me. Whether he was telling the truth or flirting with me, I do not know, but I do know that I like it. Later at around 8:00, we went back to his house and nobody was home. He explained to me that both his parents were surgeons and he was an only child. We went up to his room and turned on the television. After flipping the channels for about 2 minutes, we finally landed on a good movie.
He told me that I looked nice and I just smiled. He kissed me on the lips then said sorry. I told him it was okay and then we started making out. After a while, his hands got busy, and I stopped kissing him because I didn't want to take things too far so soon. He respected me and stopped. We finished watching the movie and at around 11:00 pm, he drove me home.
I hope y'all like it…it's my first story so yea review please
QueenBee