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trap him into his stroller and head outside for some fresh air. We went for a stroll

ayed as close to the fence as I could to avoid getti

y friend spoke out on

us." I muttere

d, not caring to understand how this affected us. "Did he hit h

ered while l

little on the cocky side which didn't

. Her cheeks turned rosie red and she looked away almos

ead up quickly and loo

s totally checkin' me out." She looked u

d to look where

oved me a little. "H

to try to no

d back at him again.

ut 20 feet or so away. He was tall, brown skin, bald head. He was wearing a white shirt with black designs on it, red baggy gym shorts, and

continued to check the boy out from a distance. "Watch t

table by myself. "Where are you going?" I ru

go say hello," she s

y of what she wants. She walked over to a lady selling street Mexican food next to the stairs. I continued to watch her as she was about to say something

ore he reached where I was at. "Hey," he said to me

respond

ooked from me to my brot

r asking such a dumb question. How could he think that my brother

you were too young to have a kid anyways, so." H

my eyes and looked at my brothe

was talking. "No, I was just trying

n't have. "How, by implying that I'm a slut?" I p

"So, you live around here, huh?" The boy whirled his finger in the air

lips together and looking

cool," he put his hands together a

ked, looking

is hands on his ch

wkward so I had to do something about it. Rudely, I stated, "Stop mackin' on me. I'm not

ook, I-I ain't mean to bother you or anything. I-I better get back to my game. M-maybe I'll see you ar

hru

nding by the woman selling food. She saw the entire thing. I guess he wasn't looking at her as s

the boy climb back up the steps. She sto

ha

u want?" Sh

e table. Grabbing the stroller, I steered it in the direction I needed to go. The boy