What was that?
Who was that?
And why do I feel like this?
Ernest asked himself a series of questions as he continued walking further away from Ariel's school.
"Dude, wait up!" Michael yelled as he ran next to Ernest. "What is wrong with you? Why did you just rush off like that?" Ernest stopped and looked at Michael.
"I don't know! I just, just." Ernest started pacing. "I see Ariel talking to this guy and this guy is just smiling and Ariel is smiling and they look like they're having a great time and I can feel myself getting irritated, but not at her and-"
"Dude, breathe!" Michael exclaimed, making Ernest stop and take in a deep breath. "Thank you." Michael said. "You're jealous by the way." Ernest stared at Michael a little longer before laughing.
"Jealous? Don't be ridiculous. Ariel is my friend."
"Firstly, you can be jealous of your friends making other friends. Secondly, why'd you assume I meant anything other than friends?" Michael asked. Ernest had no idea how to respond. Ernest has always just seen Ariel as this pretty nice girl with a lot of dresses. Ariel was someone he could talk to with ease.
But liking Ariel? Would that even be okay to do?
Ernest thought to himself.
Ernest has seens interracial couples before and even mixed kids, but never for long. Within a few months, the couple would act like complete strangers, or they left town. He never saw what happened to them to make them split, but it must have been bad. So being with Ariel would be bad.
It's wrong..
I can't like Ariel..
Ernest thought.
"I like Ariel.." Ernest whispered, making Michael's eyes nearly pop out of his head.
"You like Ariel?!" Ernest covered Michaels mouth with both his hands as quickly as he could.
"Shhhhh!" Ernest said. "Not too loud, someone could hear you."
Michael nodded as Ernest removed his hands.
"So.. you like Ariel?" Michael asked. "When was this?"
"I guess I always did. I just never wanted to admit it." Ernest confessed.
"Dude.. Do you know what they do to interracial couples in this town?" Michael asked. Ernest nodded.
"I know, which is why I won't do anything stupid.. Ariel and I are good friends. Me, Ariel, you and Polly are great friends. I don't want to ruin it." Ernest said. "Dude, promise you won't tell anyone. Especially not Polly."
"I won't tell anyone, but control your jealousy. You’re gonna give yourself away." Michael explained. Ernest had a tint of pink in his cheeks and nodded. "Now, let's go back because I'm sure they're confused."
Ernest sighed and nodded. They began walking to get back to Ariel's school. Ernest didn't know what to do. He couldn't possibly tell Ariel he was jealous. As much as Ernest hated to go against his own name, his best option was to lie.
"We're here, butttttt they're not." Michael said. Ernest and Michael scanned the school, but there was no sign of Polly, or Ariel. In fact, there was rarely anybody around at all.
People sure do head off fast.
Ernest thought.
"Great.. Thanks to you, I can't see Polly." Michael said.
"You would have stuttered anyway." Ernest retorted.
"Screw you, water boy!" Michael said. Ernest shook his head and let out a sigh.
"Oh well, may as well head home.." Ernest said. Michael and Ernest left Ariel's school and began walking home. "I hope Ariel isn't upset at me.."
"I'm sure it's fine. It's Ariel, man. She'll understand once you explain." Michael said.
"I'm not telling Ariel I was jealous." Ernest responded, making Michael stop in his tracks.
"Then what are you going to tell her?" Michael asked.
"I'll just say I had to help my mom really quickly because I forgot."
Michael stared at me.
"I don't know if that's a good idea, Ernest. Lying about some things is okay, but I think it's best to be honest about this one."
"It'll be fine, now come on. We have to get home, so we can finish up our school work tomorrow."
"Oh now the school work is important when there's no Ariel." Michael said, making Ernest frustrated.
"Dude, will you shut-" Ernest took a few steps back after accidentally bumping into a man. He looked exhausted, had some stubble on his face. He was a bit taller than both Ernest and Michael. He had shaggy brown hair and a rough appearance in clothing. But what really caught Ernest off was this man's eyes. Something about them read differently. "Uh, sorry about that, sir." Ernest said.
"No worries. Just be a little more careful." And he walked off .
"That guy was a little off, wasn't he?" Ernest asked .
"I don't think so. Why?" Michael asked. Ernest looked at the man one last time, before shaking his head.
"Never mind, I'm reading too deep into it. Let's go." They continued walking and eventually made it to Ernest's house to finish up the project, but at the back of Ernest's mind that man still lurked there, as if he was a shadow.
After working on the project for a few hours, Michael went home and Ernest went downstairs to eat dinner with his mother.
"Where's dad?" Ernest asked.
"He's out again with friends."
"Dad never used to go out this much.. What is he even doing?" Ernest asked.
"Well, they're a part of the neighborhood watch. For the killings that's been happening." His mother said. "Bless those poor girls' souls. I really hope the family finds justice and peace." She added before taking a bite of her broccoli. After dinner was done, Ernest helped his mother clean the dishes and started preparing to shower once he finished, but was interrupted when a loud knock was on the door.
"Ernest!"
Michael?
Ernest ran to the door to see Polly sobbing and Michael pale as a ghost.
"What's going on? Are you kids okay?" His mother asked.
"Yeah, what happened?" Ernest asked.
"It's Ariel.." Michael said. Ernest felt his heart plummet.
"What about Ariel?" Ernest asked. "Michael, what about Ariel?!"
"She's missing.." Polly choked out. "I don't understand. I walked her home, I saw her walk into her house and now she's missing. No one can find her.." Polly sobbed.
Ernest's eyes burned with tears. His throat felt clogged from all the different emotions knowing Ariel could be in serious trouble.There's a serial killer and rapist targeting black girls."Did you guys call the police?" Ernest's mother asked."We did, but they said a person has to be missing for twenty four hours.. Total bullshit!" Polly exclaimed, making Michael put his hand on Polly's shoulder."We'll find her, Polly. I'm sure she's okay." Polly let out another sob before hugging Michael. Michael felt nervous that Polly hugged him so suddenly, but she needed it and was willing to put his nerves aside for her."We gotta look for her." Ernest said."Ernest, no.. It's da
When Ernest woke up the next morning, he felt so many emotions run through him and almost none of them had to do with Ariel.Of course it bothers him that he has a crush on Ariel, but that was the least of his worries. He knows him and his friends saw a dead body last night. She couldn't have possibly just disappeared and there's no large animals in the woods. That must mean the killer came back, but why? Why would he come back? Was there something there he didn't want found?"Ernest, breakfast is ready!" His mother yelled. Ernest sat up and walked downstairs to eat breakfast. "Good morning, sweetheart. How did you sleep?" She asked as she cooked up some bacon. Ernest's right cheek laid into the palm of his hand. His eyes were baggy and hair was ruffled. He looked like he didn't get much sleep at all."What's sleep?
"You are NOT leaving here with just TWO outfits. Three or more, that's the rule." Polly explained. "Plus it's 3 pm. We've been here too long for you to just leave here with two outfits, Ariel.""Ugh, alright.""Great, Ernest, go find something. I'm tired." Ernest stared at Polly in disbelief. What would Ernest know about clothes? He was a boy and Polly knew so much more than he did. "I didn't stutter. Get to it."Ernest got up and started to look around the store for literally anything. While looking, he found a yellow and black shirt, and a black overall skirt to go with it."Hey, what about this?" Ernest asked. Ariel looked at the clothing, gently touching it with her hands."Well, I suppose there's no harm in trying it." A
"It's Saturday, but I'm awake at six in the morning. What is wrong with me?" Ariel muffled under her pillow as memories of last night flashed through her head.It seemed like Ernest wanted to kiss her, but why would he want to do that? He would have to be interested in her romantically if that's what he wanted, so why would he do that? Ernest couldn't possibly like Ariel, could he?Ariel sighed and got out of her bed to go into the kitchen. She went into the fridge and took out a pan of brownies her mother made for dinner. She sat at the table and began eating the brownies."Chocolate helps with dopamine.." She said while munching on brownies. "Ernest couldn't possibly like me. I mean, what does he even see in me? And more importantly, what do I see in him? He's white. He's so clumsy, barely makes decent grades and
"Yes?.." Ariel replied hesitantly."You have the capability of being hot?!" Polly exclaimed, making Ariel very embarrassed."Polly, cut that out!""How come you never wear that to school? You look so pretty!" Polly said. "And how come I've never seen you in this?" Polly huffed."Because Polly, we're normally both busy on weekends. And also, I don't have time for boys trying to catch my attention. I need to focus on school and make it to a university. Life may be short, but it's long enough for me to do goals first and boys second.""That's my daughter!" Ivory yelled from the kitchen in a proud tone."Okay, then what about Ernest?"
"Ariel Nicolette Smith!" Ivory yelled. Ariel groaned at the boom of Ivory's voice. "What does she want?" Ariel said groggily. Ariel had already gotten in trouble for eating all the chocolate in the house. What could she possibly be in trouble for now? "Don't make me come up there! Get down here, now!" Ivory yelled again. Ariel groaned while rolling out of bed and walking downstairs with her bonnet and robe on. "Ariel!" "I'm coming momma. I'm coming." Ariel came downstairs still feeling sleepy. "What is it?" Ariel asked. "This." Ivory pointed to the door and just as if Ariel luck had just ran out, Chad was at her door. "You care to explain why some white boy is knocking on our door at 10 am." "Oh my God, Chad, I am so sorry. I totally-" "Forgot? Yeah, I did too and I felt bad for coming so late, but looks like you're a little late too." Chad chuckled. Ariel felt a bit embarrassed. "Momma, this is Chad. I'm going to be tutoring him in science for a bit." "Another one? Jeez." I
"Oh, Ariel, I got a letter from your school talking about homecoming. Are you going this year?" Ivory asked. "Oh.. I don't know, momma. Probably not." Ariel said. "It's for the best anyway. I don't really feel like dealing with all the stares." She explained. "Hey, I'm going to go take a shower, okay?" "Yes. Of course." Ivory said. Ariel grabbed her things and brought them upstairs to her room to take a shower. While Ariel is taking a shower, not too far from her was her friend’s scheming. "This is crazy!" Frankie whispered. "Polly, when you asked for my help, I didn't know it was to break into your school!" "Look, I usually don't ask for your help, but you're the best at picking locks and plus, the cameras back here don't work. Just pick the lock and you can go straight home. No harm done." Polly said. "Easy for you to say. You're not black." Frankie retorted. "Dude, just open it." Michael said in annoyance. "No, fuck you guys. I need to get home." Frankie said before trying
Ariel was drenched in sweat, pushing herself way beyond her limits as she punched and kicked the punching bag."Aye kid!" A man yelled, making Ariel grab the punching bag to stop it and look at him."Oh, yes coach?" Ariel asked."Go home. Don't want to see your face again for the rest of the week.""Wait, what? Why?" Ariel asked."Firstly because you're taking up other clients' time. Secondly, you're pushing yourself way too hard and finally, whatever you're mad. or stressed about, punching and kicking isn't helping. You need to nip whatever it is in the bud. Now go home, I'm serious. You need to go.""Fine.." Ariel said. Ariel dried off her face with the towel she brought, grabbed all of her things and left.The truth was, Ariel wasn't mad at all. She was nervous and stressed out.°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•Ariel stared at her ticket in disbelief. She was so shocked to see that she actually had a ticket to go to homecoming. It was laminated. Had the most
"Hello Ernest." Ariel said as she walked down the stairs. "Wow.. Ariel, you look beautiful." Ernest said, making Ariel blush. "Thank you, Ernest." Ariel said while doing a courtesy. "You look rather handsome yourself." She's like a princess. Ernest thought. "Ohhhh, we HAVE to take pictures!" Polly said. "Daddy, where's the camera?!" "I'm getting it now, sweetie!" Timothy yelled from a different room. Timothy came back with the polaroid camera and took multiple pictures of the group. They had cute photos, silly goofy photos, the annoyed trying to get everyone to do the same pose photos, and even the date photos. And it was in that moment that all four of them thought, Wow, these are really my friends. After they finished taking the photos, they all got into Michael's car and drove to homecoming. When they got there, there was a line to get inside the building. "Jeez, I hope I can find parking." Michael said, but to his luck, he was able to find parking about two blocks away
The day is here. Where all the women dress like royalty and all the men dress like business men; homecoming.And Ernest is freaking out."Ernest sweetie, we can get another suit.." His mother said, but that didn't slow Ernest pacing at all."Homecoming is TODAY! I can't get a new suit right now! It's impossible!" He exclaimed."Well, maybe you still wear this.." His mother lifted up his suit to reveal it covered in bleach stains.Apparently, his father tried to wash clothes while he was drunk and Ernest’s suit paid the price."Oh no.." Ernest sighed and slumped on the couch. "I can't go to the dance in that, mom. My first date and I fucked that up too.." Ernest mumbled."First date? But I thought you've been on plenty of dates?" His mother asked.Ernest found himself blushing at his mothers catch on; yes, he has been out with other girls before, but those girls asked him out. Ernest never wanted to take someone out and show them a good time before meeting Ariel."Yeah, I meant the fir
Ariel was drenched in sweat, pushing herself way beyond her limits as she punched and kicked the punching bag."Aye kid!" A man yelled, making Ariel grab the punching bag to stop it and look at him."Oh, yes coach?" Ariel asked."Go home. Don't want to see your face again for the rest of the week.""Wait, what? Why?" Ariel asked."Firstly because you're taking up other clients' time. Secondly, you're pushing yourself way too hard and finally, whatever you're mad. or stressed about, punching and kicking isn't helping. You need to nip whatever it is in the bud. Now go home, I'm serious. You need to go.""Fine.." Ariel said. Ariel dried off her face with the towel she brought, grabbed all of her things and left.The truth was, Ariel wasn't mad at all. She was nervous and stressed out.°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•Ariel stared at her ticket in disbelief. She was so shocked to see that she actually had a ticket to go to homecoming. It was laminated. Had the most
"Oh, Ariel, I got a letter from your school talking about homecoming. Are you going this year?" Ivory asked. "Oh.. I don't know, momma. Probably not." Ariel said. "It's for the best anyway. I don't really feel like dealing with all the stares." She explained. "Hey, I'm going to go take a shower, okay?" "Yes. Of course." Ivory said. Ariel grabbed her things and brought them upstairs to her room to take a shower. While Ariel is taking a shower, not too far from her was her friend’s scheming. "This is crazy!" Frankie whispered. "Polly, when you asked for my help, I didn't know it was to break into your school!" "Look, I usually don't ask for your help, but you're the best at picking locks and plus, the cameras back here don't work. Just pick the lock and you can go straight home. No harm done." Polly said. "Easy for you to say. You're not black." Frankie retorted. "Dude, just open it." Michael said in annoyance. "No, fuck you guys. I need to get home." Frankie said before trying
"Ariel Nicolette Smith!" Ivory yelled. Ariel groaned at the boom of Ivory's voice. "What does she want?" Ariel said groggily. Ariel had already gotten in trouble for eating all the chocolate in the house. What could she possibly be in trouble for now? "Don't make me come up there! Get down here, now!" Ivory yelled again. Ariel groaned while rolling out of bed and walking downstairs with her bonnet and robe on. "Ariel!" "I'm coming momma. I'm coming." Ariel came downstairs still feeling sleepy. "What is it?" Ariel asked. "This." Ivory pointed to the door and just as if Ariel luck had just ran out, Chad was at her door. "You care to explain why some white boy is knocking on our door at 10 am." "Oh my God, Chad, I am so sorry. I totally-" "Forgot? Yeah, I did too and I felt bad for coming so late, but looks like you're a little late too." Chad chuckled. Ariel felt a bit embarrassed. "Momma, this is Chad. I'm going to be tutoring him in science for a bit." "Another one? Jeez." I
"Yes?.." Ariel replied hesitantly."You have the capability of being hot?!" Polly exclaimed, making Ariel very embarrassed."Polly, cut that out!""How come you never wear that to school? You look so pretty!" Polly said. "And how come I've never seen you in this?" Polly huffed."Because Polly, we're normally both busy on weekends. And also, I don't have time for boys trying to catch my attention. I need to focus on school and make it to a university. Life may be short, but it's long enough for me to do goals first and boys second.""That's my daughter!" Ivory yelled from the kitchen in a proud tone."Okay, then what about Ernest?"
"It's Saturday, but I'm awake at six in the morning. What is wrong with me?" Ariel muffled under her pillow as memories of last night flashed through her head.It seemed like Ernest wanted to kiss her, but why would he want to do that? He would have to be interested in her romantically if that's what he wanted, so why would he do that? Ernest couldn't possibly like Ariel, could he?Ariel sighed and got out of her bed to go into the kitchen. She went into the fridge and took out a pan of brownies her mother made for dinner. She sat at the table and began eating the brownies."Chocolate helps with dopamine.." She said while munching on brownies. "Ernest couldn't possibly like me. I mean, what does he even see in me? And more importantly, what do I see in him? He's white. He's so clumsy, barely makes decent grades and
"You are NOT leaving here with just TWO outfits. Three or more, that's the rule." Polly explained. "Plus it's 3 pm. We've been here too long for you to just leave here with two outfits, Ariel.""Ugh, alright.""Great, Ernest, go find something. I'm tired." Ernest stared at Polly in disbelief. What would Ernest know about clothes? He was a boy and Polly knew so much more than he did. "I didn't stutter. Get to it."Ernest got up and started to look around the store for literally anything. While looking, he found a yellow and black shirt, and a black overall skirt to go with it."Hey, what about this?" Ernest asked. Ariel looked at the clothing, gently touching it with her hands."Well, I suppose there's no harm in trying it." A
When Ernest woke up the next morning, he felt so many emotions run through him and almost none of them had to do with Ariel.Of course it bothers him that he has a crush on Ariel, but that was the least of his worries. He knows him and his friends saw a dead body last night. She couldn't have possibly just disappeared and there's no large animals in the woods. That must mean the killer came back, but why? Why would he come back? Was there something there he didn't want found?"Ernest, breakfast is ready!" His mother yelled. Ernest sat up and walked downstairs to eat breakfast. "Good morning, sweetheart. How did you sleep?" She asked as she cooked up some bacon. Ernest's right cheek laid into the palm of his hand. His eyes were baggy and hair was ruffled. He looked like he didn't get much sleep at all."What's sleep?