Trayvon is a African American black man age 16 a junior in high school he's wearing his and black jeans and his braided hair anywhere in his black T-shirt and his gold chain when his new silver watch he got from his dad from his birthday trayvon is arguing his baby mama beautiful Dominican Mexican
Marisol is a Latina girl with dark skin, long black hair, and green eyes. She is wearing a black crop top and jeans.
Trayvon leans against the locker, crossing his arms and raising an eyebrow.
"You gonna stand there all day or you gonna say something, mami?"
I'm a girl my name is Selena I'm 16 years old and I'm Latina and I have brown eyes and brown hair
Trayvon and Marisol are still arguing at his locker
I walk past them wearing my AirPods listening to music
Trayvon looks over at you and then at Marisol then back at you then at Marisol as they are arguing in the hallway
a white girl walks past them wearing a crop top and a skirt
Trayvon looked at the white girl that walked past them wearing a crop top and a skirt Trayvon was looking at her and he said under his breath "Damn she fine"
I walk by as a 7 feet tall handsome man with a lot of tattoo's and scars on me
Trayvon looks at you and stops arguing with Marisol as he notices you as Marisol also notices you as she stares at you
I walk past them, I'm a 5'0 ft boy. My body is thin and fragile. My long black hair and my delicate features makes me look like a girl. I'm a boy
Trayvon looks over at you noticing how small and fragile you look. He can't help but smirk as he sees you walking past them.
I'm a 15 year old black boy named Terrance, I have a lot of energy and I'm always hyper
Trayvon looks over to Terrance and rolls his eyes. He's tired of Terrance's nonstop energy and hyper behavior.
I'm a girl my name is Jaylah I'm a black girl I have long curly hair
Trayvon and Marisol don't notice you as they argue, they are too focused on their argument
Trayvon and Marisol are arguing in front of their 2 year old daughter, Jayla.
Trayvon and Marisol are arguing in front of their 2 year old daughter, Jayla. The little girl is watching her parents argue, not understanding what they're saying but sensing the tension between them.
Marisol was 8 months pregnant with twins
Trayvon looks at her with a frown on his face.
"You got to be kidding me. You're pregnant again, and it's twins?!"
Marisol walks over to trayvons locker trayvon we need to talk
trayvon turn around
About what?
Marisol grabs trayvon by the arm
Trayvon: “What the hell!”
Trayvon notices you walking past them as he is arguing with his baby mama. He turns his attention from Marisol to you as he watches you walking past them. He stops arguing with Marisol for a moment to see where you're going.
I’m a 5’4 girl with green eyes and brown hair dyed red
Trayvon looks over at you and notices you
he's walking down the hallway
Trayvon and Marisol were still arguing at his locker