Chapter 4

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Kentrell

It had been almsot a month since these goofies started coming to our school and i thought this shit would have gone away faster but nope. Tay and jojo dont fight as much anymore besides around Tyqauin and jamell. Von and durk chill together in class and eat together at lunch when they think were not looking. But the difference between them and me was that me and that nigga kameron was not making compromise. He would talk about me at lunch and then we would have daily fights in math to the point where it just became normal. We got in so much trouble the principal said that we had all weekend detention. I ain't know that old ass shit was still a thing cause i thought it was basically kidnapping but imma mind my buisness. So today and tommorow I had to spend all day with that nigga. I grabbed my phone, my phone charger, some snacks and my speaker cause they dumb asses dont check bags. Once i got to school i went to the english room where kam and my teacher were waiting.

  The teacher fake smiled " nice of you to join us mr gaulden" she said

I nodded " oh fasho neisha cause my mom made me come" i said making kam start to laugh but he stopped once the teacher glared at him

My teacher crossed her arms looking at me " what did you call me" she ask

I shrugged as she rolled her eyes storming out of the classroom. She slammed the door and it locked. As soon as she was gone we both pulled out our phones and i started texting the groupchat

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  Me: we got the bitchey teacher

JoJo: oh you mean Keisha? Lmao

Durk: try to get my speaker back its in her desk

Me: fasho

JoJo: what's kam doing doe

Me: being weird. Where are you anyway durk

Durk: ...

Jojo: mane quit playin

Durk: mind ya buisness

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Kameron

As soon as she left i took my phone and out and went to the groupchat cause I needed someone to talk to and it sholl wasnt finna be that nigga.

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  Me: wassup fuckers

Tay: shut ya ugly ass up

Ty: aint you in detention

Me: I snuck my phone in

Von: they don't check bags for shi

Me: fr

Ty: whats that goofy nigga doing

Me: talking to somebody

Ty: watch him.

Me: I will. I'm hungry tho so von bring me some food

Von: busy.

Me: where are you?

Von: mind ya buisness.

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That was weird, I eventually got bored of the conversation and set my phone down. I wanted to listen to music but I didnt have any head phones or even better a speaker.

  I turned to face him and he was still lost in his phone "you got a speaker" i asked getting no answer

I rolled my eyes balling up a peice of paper throwing it at him and it hit him in the forhead " aye nigga! You got a speaker or not" i asked

Kentrell looked up from his phone and touched the spot where it hit him on the forehead. It was right on one of his scars my eyes widned as he looked at me.

I put my hands up in defense, the door was locked and i was not tryna die " i- I ain't even mean to mane" I said

Kentrell rolled his eyes setting his phone down opening his bag. He dug for a second before pulling a speaker out and tossing it to me. I caught it and connected my phone to it and played aw yeah. As the music started i could tell by the look on his face that he knew the song.

  I looked down at my phone smiling " treat me like a fool aw yeah, lotta shit to prove aw yeah. Bad ass kid after school in the cut with a tool, yeah" i mumbled

Kentrell was still scrolling through his phone " mama said listen here boy i dont want you standing over there few niggas that's from the land, they can't even come around here" he mumbled

We kept going back and forth without even realizing what we were doing but once we did it satrted to turn dark.

  I rolled my eyes "stone cold ice on my bracelet, with a chain like ric flair beanie sigel. Feel it in the air keep a pole gotta stay aware." I said

Kentrell looked at me shaking his head annoyed "people steady thinking its a game untill they whole life rearranged brains on his shirt he a stain" he said smirking

After that we didn't say one thing untill the door was unlocked around five. Kentrell stood up grabbing his bag and he was gone. I grabbed my phone starting to walk but it wasnt like I was in a hurry to get home anyway.

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