Kierra POV The 12 of us sit in the principals office as she shows us the tape from the cameras in the lunch room. We watch as they argue back and forth and Shania runs up making the others do the same. After we watch them fight for a few seconds before she turns it off.
"A fight this big usually ends with the students being expelled. But since all of your students have a great academic record, graduate this year, and only having a month left in school, I'm going to let them finish online."
"Will they still be able to walk?" Fatima asks
"Yes, I will let them walk.-They all know how to get to their emails, so they will be able to access the link and continue their schooling."
We all sit there.
"Anymore questions or concerns?" She asks
"No. thank you." Fatima says
We all get up and follow our girls out.
*************Back Home************
Kylie POV
I try to go straight up the stairs.
"Stop!"
I do as told and turn to her.
"Now get down here."
I come back down the stairs.
"You thought you was really finna come in the house and not tell me what happened?"
"Words were exchanged and Shania ran up, so the rest of us did the same."
"Who were the girls?" She asks
I let out a deep breath.
"One of the girls was walking with Gio, but I swear that's not why we fought. The girl went to her friends, started talking stuff, Ari heard them and said something back. One of them called me out my name, which is why Shania ran up."
"I'm trusting that's what happened. If I find out otherwise, it's gone be a problem. Got it?"
"Yes ma'am."
"You're dismissed."
I walk back up the stairs to my room.
*****************Later On****************
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Dontrell aka Don (Age, 25)
Kamryn POV
I walk into this warehouse with Khloe. I'm running low on a couple supplies. So, Khloe said that I should meet this Don guy they was talking about yesterday, the brother of blue.
We walk up to some guy sitting on a table. He immediately looks in our direction and stands up adding about 4 feet to his height. He had be around 6'5.
He looks me up and down.
"I'm sorry Khloe my brother ain't here." He says
"I know, I already talked to him. He told me you were here. Luckily you're the person I'm looking for." She says
"Wassup? What can I do for you?" He asks
"This is my older single sister Kamryn-"
I side eye her.
"She has her own Mafia, Ace. Shes running low on some supplies and asked me who I do connects with. So I thought I should introduce y'all, if you don't mind."
"Wassup? I'm Dontrell, but everyone calls me Don." He says putting his hand out to shake it.
"I know." I say shaking his hand.
"Coo, well yeah. Khloe cool people, I don't mind trading. You just let me know what you need, how much you willing to spend and I got you."
"You free to exchange tomorrow."
"Yeah. I can give you my number and you call or text me tomorrow. And we'll go from there."
I pull out my phone and go to my contacts before letting him put his number in my phone. When he's done he hands it back to me.
"Thank you." I say
"No problem."
"Thank you Don." Khloe says
"Fasho, I'll see you around Khloe."
"Bye."
We leave.
***************MeanWhile***************
Kierra POV
I started cooking dinner since everyone in this house acts like they can't cook themselves some food. I decided to make Hibachi. We all love it but I'm not finna take my big ass family to a Hibachi restaurant every time we want it. Imma just cook it myself.
Jordan walks in and he's I notice he's a little antsy. I look up at him as he walks to me.
"What's wrong with you?" I ask before he kisses me.
"Can I talk to you outside real quick?" He asks
"Why?" I ask
"I need to talk to you, can you just come outside?"
"Okay, come on."
We walk outside and he cracks the screen door.
"Jordan what's going on? I gotta finish cooking."
"I know, but this is important."
"Okay, well what is it?" I ask
"Before I tell you, I want you to know I had no idea and I'm sorry."
I stare him, before taking a step back. Him looking extremely, made me nervous.
"Jordan you're scaring me, what is it?" I ask
"Okay. I got some mail today and...-it says I owe 17 years worth of child support."
I look at him confusion, because what he just said didn't make sense.
"Wait, Jordan what are you talking about?" I ask
"I have a 17 year old daughter Kierra."
I stare at him in shock.
"Baby, I swear I didn't know. I just found out today." He tries to grab me but I step back again.
"Baby, I'm sorry." He says stepping to me again.
Before I knew it, I slap him. I feel the tears drop as I walk back inside slamming the door back closed behind me.
