The Wood Page #3

Maybe she'd forget about it.

So much for that.

Mike.

- That girl's got you bugging.

- You're sweating.

- You look like you're fast. Just run.

- What about tomorrow?

You live to run again, fool.

Let's go. We better go this way.

- Am I glad to get out of there!

- Do you wanna shoot some hoops?

What's wrong with you?

Funny how any hint of a fight

always gets around the whole school.

- My sister tells me you grabbed her!

- I didn't mean it!

- You think my sister's a ho?

- No, I think she's pretty.

- Leave him alone.

- F*** you. You want some of me?

- Yeah... I guess so.

- No, this is my fight.

What, n*gger?

I could've sworn I saw the light.

A hand reaching out to me from above.

- My mistake. It was his fist.

- I told you to scare him. Stop!

- Come on, man.

- Stacey, I said stop it.

- Let's go, Alicia.

- Are you all right?

- I'm okay.

- Let's go!

I'm sorry about...

- Are you all right? Damn!

- Come on!

I thought he was gonna kill you.

You got a hit on Stacey, though.

Ain't nobody ever done that.

- Thanks for having my back.

- We always got your back, man.

- We got you into this.

- We can't have you killed the first day.

Let's go. But was it worth it?

Was it worth getting beat down?

Yeah.

- In, baby, in.

- Let's go.

- Where's the aspirin at?

- In the third aisle.

- Where...?

- In the third aisle. Please!

I'm getting you some Tic Tacs.

You've got dragon breath.

What are you smiling about?

It's not funny.

We used to come up here and grab

a bunch of mints for the school dances.

- Grits?

- I used to have all the girls on my tail.

No.

Hold it.

Put another one...

Your no-dancing ass...

- Mike. No dancing.

- How did it go?

- Do it again.

- You're just jealous.

- Man, the dances!

- They was the bomb.

Put this on that n*gger's tab.

If the aisles could talk,

the things they would say!

- Nobody's cooking those grits for you!

- If the aisles could talk, boy.

After a couple of months,

I was getting adjusted to Inglewood.

- Hi, baby.

- I ain't your baby.

- Are you going to the dance?

- Yeah, save a dance for me.

What about you, Mike?

- Yeah, I'm going.

- I can't wait. It's gonna be fresh.

First dance of the year, too.

Leave Tracy at home.

I can't stand that girl.

- What's up?

- What's up, Ro?

You just missed it. Alicia just came

and asked if I was going to the dance.

- So?

- She likes me.

- Why else did she come up to me?

- To see if you were going to the dance.

- She asked me this morning.

- So?

She asked me early in the morning, so

it's probably been on her mind all night.

The dance is gonna be slamming.

You'll get to show what you've got.

- You can dance, right?

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