Chapter 3:Is it War?

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Laya POV:

Well to my view it looks like i have all classes with D'andre....ughhhhhhh.As he walked to the back of the class females slipped small peices of paper in his pocket.'im sure it was they numbers'.Lucky me there was a empty seat right next to me........yayyyy."alr class as yall can see we have a new student so please be kind,blah blah blah".Mr Johnson went on.'This gone b a long day'i thought.(im skipping 3 hours/periods)

At lunch:

Omw to lunch Trin started to catch up wit me. Seating down at my regular table on my gold iPhone 5s wit my shrit ib my mouth(its a habbit) den a groups of thots approached me."Yes" i spoked as i looked up."Listen her bitch i saw the way u and New boy was looking at each other ,im tellin u now hes mine so back the fuck back".her breathe reacked"first bitch i dont want ole boy,sencond i aint a bitch,third yo damn breathe smell like clapp dat ass nd fish stripper money nd bounce that dick ,fourth dont u ever step to me like dat again unless u want the ass whoopin of yo life"i explained."u heard wat i said"after dat the bell rang.(at the end of the day).Walkin to my car omw to work Trin came running from behind the building with blood everywhere all over her for dear life.Seeing she had been beat up brung my blood to a boil in my eyes all u seen was range as well as tears.Before taking Trinity to the hospital I asked questions 'now aint no more playin A-Killah is out of her hide out'i thought.knocking me out of my thoughts Chris (her brother) called her phone.

Me :What i answered in a angry voice
Him:well hello to u to
Me:Wtf u want
Him:what happened to my sister as i was about to pass her the phone she started shaking uncontrollably thats wen i pressed extra hard on the gas.

At the hospital:

During the car ride trin blacked out.I called Chris back to inform him on wats happening.Less den 5mins Chris and Omar (his friend) barges through the hospital doors."YO , WHERES MY SISTER" yelled through the hospital "Calm the fuck down nigga,im sure shes fine"Omar added while touching ole boy shoulder.Thats wen all hell broke loses.

Chris started throwing chairs swinging in the air nd yelling.I couldnt even stay I had to handle businesses.

Pulling up to the trap i rushed in to get info on this one particular person."Aye Megan what u know on Devon Clarkson,?"He was involved in some activity around a high school like about 2 hours ago,he lives around herr at 18592 Peaches Rd"As soon she said his address i rushed outside towards Peaches Rd.

Let war begin!

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