Once I got to John F Kennedy high school it was weird, weird like I didn’t know anybody, I got lost coming to school, I even started crying because I didn’t know anything and I was new. I had friends named Hector Angel and Gio. Hector was tall, chubby and loved baseball, Angel he short and doofy but he likes to play basketball, Gio he short looking like a grown ass man but he loves basketball, too. They were all from middle school going to John F Kennedy but in a different school called Bronx School of Law and Finance. They took me through their entrance for their school but that entrance wasn’t my entrance. The way I had to come to school was on the fourth floor. The area was like a dead end on the right and a one way road going to the right.
