Robby (Robert)
One month before prom,
Wearing a hood and dark shades, with a slump, hands in my pockets, I walked through the dormitory's side door, doing my best to be conspicuous. Suddenly a mop was thrown, I reacted and made a sidestep, dodging the flying mop. I sighed and internally thanked my momma for giving me good reflexes. 'Man, who the heck threw that?'
Answering my question, anger contorted her brown features, darkening her winkles and her grays peeked below her turban, as old as my grandma, entered my sight, dangerously swatted a broom in her hand, she shouted "How dare you dodge? You holligan! Don't you have any shame?"
Bewildered by her comment, I said nothing.
She mumbled "Punk, Trying to sneak into the girls rooms during my watch, who the heck does he think he is? what kind of balls does he have?"
Realization dawned my face, defending myself, I stretching my hands out and said "Easy there Ma'am, I was just here to see my cousin sister Abigail."
