not all of it

“Never judge somebody by the way they look or act at that moment because they will surprise you if you give them the chance they deserve,” my mom would always claim. I was always much more hard headed then her (like my father), until one day when I actually did give a less privileged person a chance.
Getting off the bus on the last stop in Greenfields, I met her at my current crush’s house. I had only lived in Greenfields for a few months and it was definitely one of the more rundown neighborhoods my parents were embarrassed to live in.
Brett threw me the football and I caught it not realizing it was even in the air yet. My automatic reaction to the ball caught the eye of the girl jumping off of the bus and onto her crush at the time Dustin Shaw. Dustin pushed her off and slammed her onto the ground, she quickly spun around and climbed on top of him, pinching him.
“Uncle!” He screamed, “Get off of me you freak!”
She jumped off, laughed, and quickly pretended to attack again, causing him to lash his arm back to hold him up as he flinched so hard that he hit the ground.
She looked at me again, “lets put those skills to the test,” she intimidated me, “FLAG FOOTBALL!”
Brett yelled at his neighbor, a year younger than us, “Michael, do it to it. We need more players.”
I yelled at Janelle and Jamie “Don’t be a baby, we need you,”
Dustin yelled at Jared, “Hey man get your ass over here.”
This was the birth day of the Greenfields crew, a group of friends that would affect me for the rest of my life.