“I really don’t want you to go,” my girlfriend Rachel said to me. I really didn’t know what to tell her. I mean we have been talking about this since I received my acceptance letter. And to be real, I really didn’t understand why she was acting like this since she was the one who encouraged me the most to keep up my grade so that I could get into the college I wanted to go. I guess she thought that I was going to go to a college in New York. I looked at her and shook my head. She really didn’t understand.
I looked back at the crowd as my best friend’s mother finished giving her speech. I was so happy and excited that all of my best friends had graduated high school and were now headed to the same college. We had found out a week earlier that we would all be staying in the same dorm, Channing Hall together. I thought that was great because we had made a vow that we would help each other and do what it took to graduate college and make something of ourselves.
“Y’all good over here,” Dove said as him and Justin came over to where me and Rachel were standing. I have them the “I’ll tell you later look” but said out loud, “yea, we’re straight, but what’s going on with y’all.”
Dove looked at us with a grin and said, “I’m going to catch up with y’all later. Tasha invited me back to her house.” We all laughed at him. “Don’t do nothing I wouldn’t do,” Justin said as Dove walked over to Tasha and she led him to towards her house.
It was a great day. The neighborhood was out along with our friends and family to celebrate us leaving for college soon. Growing up in the projects like we did, you didn’t see that often so everybody and they Momma was proud of us.
I glanced back at Rachel and seen that she still looked mad and turned to Justin and said, “I’m going to walk her home, I’ll hit you up later.”
As we walked to house in silence, I began to think. I just had the feeling that this just wasn’t going to work. I was going away to college and she was acting like it was the end of the world. For the last couple of weeks instead of enjoying our summer together like we planned, she was always acting mad. It’s like she didn’t want me to better myself.
She just didn’t understand that I was doing this for us, to make sure that we would be good for the rest of our lives. She was turning into somebody that I didn’t want to be around and I didn’t know if I wanted this relationship anymore.
I couldn’t even enjoy the party that was suppose to be celebrating me and my friends because we were arguing. I really didn’t have time for her negative attitude anymore.
When we reached her front door, I stopped her before we could go in. I turned to her and said, “Look, we gotta talk”. She replied, ” Yea, I really got to talk to you too.”
I stayed quiet as I waited for Racher to start. I figured if I let her tell me that this relationship was over first I wouldn’t feel too bad for breaking up with her.
She took a deep breath and then looked at me in my eyes and said, ” Um..I know I’ve been acting crazy lately Sammie. It’s because I’m scared…um…Sammie I’m…I’m pregnant.”