Mystery Boys

Monday morning, Timothy was the first to arrive to class on time. 

    "Hi Timothy? How are you today?" Mr.Edger asked.

      "Good," Timothy said walking to his seat.

       Maron and D'Angelo walked in the classroom. Maron still had his cast on his arm. As Maron and D'Angelo reached their desks. Maron gave Timothy a rageful look. Timothy hurried and turned his head another direction. Timothy hears them both whispering about something. Timothy knew whatever they were whispering about, it was directly towards him, and he felt it. Maron then glances at Timothy. He thought to himself saying, "I knew it." 

     "Aye you have any problem nig?" Maron asked defensively.

     Timothy silently shakes his head.

    "It seems like you do boey, you better look somewhere else or we go jump yo **s after class, " Maron said.

     "That's enough, " Mr. Edger demanded.

     "I don't have a problem with y'all, " Timothy confirmed, trembling his head again. 

     Mike entered the classroom late as it was in session. Timothy did not listen to Mr. Edger's lectures. He gawked very hard at the clock on the wall waiting for lunch period to come. When 2:00 came, Timothy and Mike leaped up from their seats and conversed.

     "Man, Maron are on some serious sh×t, I can't wait til Anthony's cousin get done with that place so we can hire somebody to scare they **ses, " Timothy said frowning.

     "I know man, " Mike said.

     "Aye man, we coming for y'all after school, so be ready, " Maron said, walking ahead them entering the cafeteria.

     "You see what I mean, " Timothy said getting upset, while both enters the cafeteria walking towards their friends.

     "What's wrong Timothy?" Gregg asked.

    "I just can't wait til we get that place fixed so we can come after em, " Timothy said.

     "Yeah I know what you mean man, " Gregg said.

    "They say they are coming for us after school, " Timothy informed.

    "You serious?" Gregg said, looking shocked.

    "Yeah I'm serious, " Timothy said feeling agitated.

    "Aw damn, " Gregg said.

    "What we go do?" Anthony asked.

    "Fight back, we got too," Gregg said.

    When class was over, Timothy and his friends swiftly got their belongings out of their lockers and strolled out of the building.

    When they reached the school exit gates, there they were, Maron and D'Angelo. D'Angelo grabs Timothy. Maron and D'Angelo had more guys to their crew that Timothy and his friends did not know. 

    "What up boey?" Y'all ready to box?" D'Angelo asked aggressively.

    "Naw man, I told y'all we don't got no problem with y'all, " Timothy said nicely.

     "We do, since y'all can't find Mark white **ss, we go have to beat y'all ***ses. Y'all our next links, so what y'all got?" D'Angelo asked.

     "Hey man, we don't got nothing, we don't wanna fight y'all, " Gregg said.

    "Hey? Nigga don't hey me, we are not girls. That's what girls say. Girls say hey to each other, not niggas, with y'all p**sy **ses, " D'Angelo said pushing Timothy towards the ground.

    "Hey bag off of em, " Mike said, walking up closer to D'Angelo. 

    "And what yo fat **ss go do? Sh×t right?" D'Angelo said turns around looking at his crew laughing.

     D'Angelo and his crew began attacking Timothy and his friends. The other students ran towards the quarrel. Maron had watched and stood in the background. D'Angelo kicked and shoved Mike on the ground hurting his face. After they fought, D' Angelo and the others ran leaving Timothy and his friends on the ground, hurt.