Monica Johnson is a feisty fifteen-year-old growing up on the west side of Chicago where everything from teenage pregnancies and abusive relationships are at large. Will she win the battle between true love and heartbreak?

Amethyst

If love was a color what would it be?By Schay Jackson

Trafford Publishing

Copyright © 2012 Schay Jackson
All right reserved.
ISBN: 978-1-4669-6104-3

Chapter One

"Monica?" "Mickey what do you want?" "You!" "Don't play wit me!

"I aint playin!" "Four feet Mickey!" "Aight I aint gon touch you! You comin to my game tonight?" "Probably!" she said shrugging her shoulders. "Aight...." "Mickey?!" Monica yelled his name when she noticed he was staring at her body. "My fault mon!" he said smiling. "You can't blame a brotha for lookin, I mean damn girl you stacked!" "Try tellin me something I don't know!" "I would tell you that chou gon be my wife but chou already know that!" "As if you could handle me on that level! Bye Mickey!" "Aight mon!" "He is so fine!" Monica thought to herself smiling as she watched him walk down the hall.

"Hey Tia!" "What's up MJ?!" "You goin to the game tonight?" Monica asked sitting down on the side of Tia at the lunch table. "Tray playin?" "Yeah." "Well in that case I'll be there!" she said smiling. "Eww what do you like about my brotha?" "You aint know?!" "Don't tell me!" "Yo brotha did it so." "Shut up Tia!" Monica said cutting her off before pushing her. "What's for lunch? I'm hungry!" "You always hungry riah!" "Know what? Shut up tiff!" Mariah said rolling her eyes at Tiffiny. In just the month that Monica, Tiffiny, and Mariah had been hanging out they had all became the very best of friends. Later on that night after the game. Marshal beat Crane by twenty points. The score was 73 to 53 and Monica and her friends decided to go out and celebrate their win.

"You seen yo ol'boy right?!" "G-man you got some nerve! You only shot like two three pointers!" Tiffiny pointed out as they hung out in a parking lot. "Shut up tiff!" Grant grumbled. "Why it's the truth!" she said laughing. "You got mad skills mick!" "Aw that aint nothing compared to what I can do!" Mickey said putting his arms around Monica's waist. "You saved the game wit them four dunks at the end of the game." Tray said sipping off of his pop. "I know but uh.... When can I play on yo court?" Mickey whispered in Monica's ear. "Neva, now take yo nasty hands off of me!" She said moving his hands. "You aint gotta act like that girl! I was just playin!" "Where ya'll wanna go?" "I'm hungry! Mind yo business!" Mariah warned Tiffiny. "I wasn't even finna say anything!" "Good!" "What time is it?" "9 o'clock! C'mon Mon you wit me pops not gon trip!" "I want some pizza!" Tia said looking up at Tray. "What about chou MJ?" "I'm in! Stop touchin me Mickey!" Monica said punching him in his arm.

"Ahh! You almost dislocated my arm girl!" "Are we goin to get the pizza or what?!" "Yeah ya'll go wit Tia and we'll ride wit mick!" Tray said finally releasing Tia from his iron arm hold. "Mon why you be frontin?" "About what?" "You know you liked when Mickey was holdin you around yo waist!" "No I didn't!" "Even wit chou knockin his hands down!" "It was at least six or seven minutes before you did that!" Her friends said teasing her. "Ya'll make me sick!" Monica grumbled crossing her arms. "You know you wanna be the next Mrs. Jordan!" Tia said laughing. "Shut up Tia!" Later on that night after everyone called it a night and went home Monica had the weirdest dream. It started off showing her and Mickey when they were no older than thirteen and fourteen when they shared their first kiss. But it soon morphed into a fifteen and seventeen year old them and the brick building they were leaning against turned into a bed while their clothes began to melt until it became their skin.

"Oh God!" Monica gasped sitting up in her bed. "I just dreamed I was havin sex with Mickey!" she thought to herself as she wiped sweat off of her forehead just then the house phone began to ring. "Hello?!" "How you doin baby?" "Mickey it's two in the mornin my daddy would kill you if he knew you were callin at this time!" she whispered furiously into the phone. "Tray woke?" "I don't know call his cell phone!" "Why you still up?" "Weird dream!" "Was I in it?" "Goodnight Mickey!" "You didn't answer my question!" "I have to be at school in five hours I gotta go!" "It's only gon take a second was it about me?" "Yes and goodnight!" "It is now!" Mickey said before she hung up on him.

The next day while Monica was walking to her health class with Mariah, Tiffiny, Courtny, and Tia their Dean Ms. Richards pulled her to the side to talk with her. "I just want to inform you that Ms. Kinnamin is here to teach you guys health class today so can you not aggravate her?" "I won't!" Monica said over her shoulder as she walked into the class. Monica and Ms. Kinnamin never quite got along due to the fact that Monica knew just as much as she did if not more. "Let her teach Monica!" "Aight!" "Monica?" "Rebecca?" "Are you going to let me teach?" "Teach!" Monica demanded sitting down at her desk. "Ok today we're going to go over the basics of Drugs!" "Man!" The entire class groaned. "Can you quiet down?" "Can you teach us somethin we don't know?!" Monica asked. "Ms. Johnson I'm the teacher!" "Well `teacher' you not actin like one! We learned about drugs in second and third grade!" Monica pointed out. "You think you can teach?" "I know I can teach!" "Well Monica come up to the front of the class!" "And you sit at my desk! Aight I'ma be upfront if you don't know what chou talkin about don't open yo mouth!" "What chou gon teach?" "What is the least talked about subject in school but outside of school it's very common?" Monica asked sitting on top of the desk. "Sex?" "Right! Does anybody know the meanin?" "Wait how you gon teach us about sex and you're a virgin?" "Because I know more about than you do and half of ya'll are way more experienced than I am and I'ma prove it! Schooie?" "What's up?" "What does sex mean?" "uh ... It's when a man sticks a man sticks his penis in a girls vagina!" ".... Man how did you even pass life skills class?! Naw that's not it! Well technically that is what chou do but no!" "Well what do you know about it?" "Me? Personally I say its intimacy meanin getting to know yo partna on a whole new level it's to reproduce not out of lust but love."

"I'm just in it for the freaky deak!" "I'm sure! Go-Go give me your meanin of sex ... No you don't! Tell me how many birth controls are there?" "One!" "You sure?" "Yeah!" She answered before Monica started laughing. "Ooh I'm sorry! I didn't mean to laugh like that but no its five! There's the Pill, I.U.D which stands for Intrauterine device, the Diaphragm, Condoms, and all the Creams, Jellies, and Foams you can get at the drugstores. I got one more question then I'ma show ya'll somethin! How many of ya'll havin sex?" Half of the class raised their hand including Mickey. "Boy put cho hand down you aint doin nobody!" "At least not yet!" He said biting on his bottom lip and winking at Monica. "Oh God!" she thought to herself when she got hot. "Anyways! Why?!" Monica asked trying to shake her thoughts.

"Is it because it feels good or because you love eachotha?" "Feels good?" They said in union. "Aight when ya'll done and its ova what do you feel?" "Out of breath!" "I'm serious Keith!" "I don't feel anything!" "Do you know why?" "Yeah!" "Why Keisha?" "Because when you just do it just to be doin it you not gon feel anything maybe a little excitement afterwards but once that's gone there's nothing!" "Now I'm about to show ya'll somethin! Rebecca?" "Yes?" "How many diseases are there?" "Six!" "Can you name them?" "Harpies, Gonorrhea, Syphilis H.I.V, Aids, and Rubella!" "There's three more!" "Excuse me?" "There's Tres more!" "And what are they?" "Do you have...