Hello friends!
So I'm am seriously struggling with this story so normally I start working on a different one and that with usually help, but right now I just can't seem to make anything happen and I got really into my other story so I'm gunna let you choose. Below is an excerpt from the one I'm working on right now, read it and tell me if you'd like to hear more of that instead. I actually wrote this part a long time ago, it won't make sense without the rest of the story.

A tall scrawny kid jogged up to our table, pulled out the chair next to mine, and fell into it. He was an African-American about eighteen and had a carefree manner that made me feel more comfortable. "How ya-all doin'?" He said to the table at large. 
There was a shared murmur throughout, except Carly who said "hi!" brightly. 
The kid nodded "that's what I though." 
His Cajun accent reminded me of a friend I had had a few years back.
"Okay, I'm the Student Council Director or S.C.D. That means it's my job to represent the entire student body for the school board."
 He leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms and legs.
 "You can call me The Ambassador, SCD, YOLO, The Loop, Slice, Emty or whatever othe' crazy things you can come up with."
 "What does Emty mean?" said one boy sitting directly across from Emty. 
He looked at the kid but his expression was masked by the mirror shades he wore. 
"It means Mrs. Larson's little kid couldn't pronounce I.M.T.Y. K so now I'm gunna tell ya-all how things work hear at the Academy. Every weekday, that's Monday through Friday, the bell's gunna ring and wake you up at 6:45. You get thirty minuets to wake up, get dressed and get yer butt down to the mess hall. 
We all meet in the auditorium at 8:17 on Mondays, every other day just go straight to yer first class. That gives ya plenty o' time to eat, grab yer books and even floss if ya have a mind to. After a little message from the Head, you continue to yer first class. Don't freak out or anythin' we'll give ya-all a packet exlanin' yer classes and where to find um. 
Now, since yer all new here yer gunna go to normal classes for one week, then in the mornin' on Saturday yer gunna be evaluated to see what power ya-all have. The first thing ya need to know is not to worry about the evaluation. Some o' these crazy kids like to hype it up like it's some freaky ordeal but it's not." He sat up strait again. 
"Don't let anybody wined ya up. I know everyone that's ever been here and some kids would love to take advantage of the new kids." 
The same boy who had asked about Emty spoke up 
"how long have you been here?" 
YOLO smiled "that's fo' me to know and you not to." 
There was a short silence. 
"Well," said YOLO pushing himself out of the chair. "It was nice seein' ya-all, if ya have any questions I'll be around. Right now you'll have Pat as yer leader. She'll introduce herself after breakfast. Oh that reminds me, on Saturdays we'll have the day off so you can catch up on studyin', hang with some friends, whatever takes yer mood. Sunday you can either attend the church of yer choosing or whatever. We do ask that you are respectful of other's religion and there will be absolutely no alcohol or drugs at any time. Heck, I get nervous when some kids get to the caffeine. 
Well I think that covers about everythin', once again if you have any concerns please ask me or another student or leader. You'll learn what to do pretty quickly; it's not very complicated. Oh, and because we've got new recruits we'll be havin' a party on Saturday night, make sure and swing by those are always fun. Our activity director is amazin', dude, that guy is crazy. Anyway, I'll be seein' ya-all around. Welcome and have a nice day."
He waved his hand slightly and walked away. I noticed he didn't stop at any table to stay. He would pause and chat with students and grab an English muffin or some strawberries.
I liked YOLO, he seemed like the perfect person to be the Student Council Director.