Someone Help Him up

I walked into com skills the next day not totally sure what to say to Mr. Way. Had he even mentioned a project in class yesterday or was he just messing with me?
If he had given an assignment I’m sure he would give me a second chance at doing it. Mr. Way was a nice guy and I’ve had him for com skills two semesters already, and four years for English when I had to repeat already.
I sat down in his class not sure how to bring it up that I wasn't sure what he was talking about yesterday. if he didn't call on me I'd be fine and keep my mouth shut. Half way through the class and so far a bunch of people had just been called to the front of the room to talk about their families. It was a public speaking class but luckily this assignment didn't seem to need a PowerPoint or anything today. I was relived when he said only two more people would have time to go, because he never normally calls on me.
As I was packing up my things I heard his voice. "Frank class isn't over yet."
I looked up to the front of the room.
“I know I was just getting my things together for when the bell rings.”
He looked at me and smirked, “why don’t you tell us about your family now, and just get your presentation out of the way?”
I looked at him unbelievably. I hated more than anything when teachers did shit like this to me. It didn’t do anyone any good, and just made me miserable. Not wanting to make a huge scene I walked to the front of the room, and began talking. Never had I been afraid of public speaking, I just didn’t particularly feel like talking about my family so I tried to put a unique spin on things.
“So my family isn’t vey big, It’s pretty much just me so” I started and saw the confused look Mr. Way gave me.
“I mean I live with my family but I can support my self, and I really only consider my best friend family so uh I don’t know what else to say.”

I was going to sit back down but again Mr. Way interrupted me. “Why don’t you tell us about your best friend then, if you consider them family it’ll work for the topic.”
“Okay” I started. “Uhm I’ve known them since I was like 14 maybe? He’s really cool, and always has my back no matter what. He’s twenty two?” I paused thinking about whether mikey had turned that age yet. “yeah twenty two and I love him like a brother. And I think that’s really it.”
“what about his name?” Mr. Way asked. “would you care to share anymore?”
“oh his names Mikey.”
“mikey….?”
“Yeah just Mikey.” I said as the bell rung signaling the end of my horrible presentation.
I glanced around the room watching people leave and flood the halls, before a path cleared for me to grab my things.
Once I grabbed them I walked out of the classroom ignoring Mr. Way totally because I was pissed he called me out like that. I had gym last today so I decided I would just skip and grab David so Mikey didn’t have to.
I walked down to the other half of the school where the daycare center was located. The way they had it set up was pretty neat, because the whole thing was confidential, and you needed a certain to pass to go in the center and get your kid.
Most people who have kids here are public about it, but I’d requested no-one speak about David that knew who he was.
I scanned my key card, and my heart grew ten ties bigger when I heard David scream. “Daddy!”
“hey bud, you ready to go over to uncle mikeys?” I asked him.
He grabbed my hand and literally went to pull me out of the door, forgetting all of his things.
“slow down, we’ll get there in plenty of time, okay I still have to sign you out.” I told him as he bounced on his feet waiting for me.
I looked down at him and my chest tightened, this little boy had become my world, but he was the spitting image of Jamia. It always made me sad to think I’d taken him away from his mother, but I always re-assured myself that once she got clean she could get back some custody.
Jamia had been fighting with the custody arrangements lately saying she’d now gotten sober but I knew that was a lie.
We had a court date scheduled for next week to try and settle things, but I don’t get why she wants to drag things to court when nothing is going to change yet.
“daddy can we eat at mikey’s?” David asked me and we walked out of the building. I laughed knowing that when mikey fed him it was all just junk food, but he enjoyed it, and my view on it was that a little candy never killed anyone.

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