Roommates

Chapter 1

Nivea Pov

"Givenchy my toes, my bros, and my hoes." I sang as I stepped onto the bus heading to school. This is gonna be one boring and long ass ride. God im so ready to graduate. This is our first day of the new school year and I'll be graduating soon. Im so happy because Im over all these thots with they LAP, basic ass thots, broke ass niggas and fake ass niggas.

Oh damn im so rude I got a little carried away. Let me introduce myself. Im Nivea muhhfuckin Washington, and yes I had to say it like that. Im eighteen years old and I go to Hope Joyner High School. I plan on making it somewhere in life. Cause staying here and putting up with this bullshit is a no. I am very classy and respectful. Im usually really quiet and I stay to myself. See in my head I talk all kind of shit, but in reality I just stay quiet and be respectful. But dont get it twisted cause I can put you in your place quick, but thats only when I feel I need.

"Hey, do you think you could scoot your fat ass over some. Taking up all the space on  the damn bus." See? Hold on please.

"Could you keep your legs closed when it came to the whole football and basketball team? No? Okay then now move." Now as I was saying.

Im really quiet and respectful. I- damn where at school now, so im gone have to finish telling you about me during lunch.

I got off the bus and headed in so I could get my schedule.

"I get it I get, I get it I get it. Your hustle dont ever go unnoticed baby im witchu im with it." I rapped as I made my way to the office. I walked in to see my enemy for three years now, Ms. Sydes (pronounced sides). This bihh always tryina give me ISS or ASD.

"Ms. Washington" She said with attitude.

"Sydes." I stated with a blank face.

"What brings my favorite headache by."

"My scheduel." Lady dont start. She rolled her eyes and typed my info into the system to pull up my schedule. She handed it to me.

"You do know they sent them out over the summer right" She stated more than asked.

"If I had it already, do you think I would be wasting my time like this? Exactly." She push in it. I turned for the door.

"You gone give me a hard time this year?"

"You still ugly this year? Yes? Okay, then thats your answer." I closed the door behind me and headed to my locker. That lady always starting with me and I dont know why.

I looked over my schedule as I hung my backpack in my locker.

1st period: Medical Science II ~ Clayton
2nd period: Art I ~ Phillips
3rd period: T/A ~ Williams
4th period: T/A ~ Williams

Oh this gone be fun and easy as hell I thought to myself as I put my things in my locker.

Lunch time...

Im on my way to the cafeteria so I can me get me some chips and a lemonade then head to the Library so I can start as a teachers assistant for Ms. Williams. She better not make things hard either.

After getting my chips I went in line so I could pay for my Lemonade.

"Fat ass needs to be eating a salad I heard some girl say." Oh do I?

"Yo man nor yo daddy complaining. So you can shut that shit up." I winked at her boyfriend thats to busy looking at my ass to know whats happening.

"Thats it baby?" The lunch lady asked with a smile. I smiled and noded my head. "That'll be $1.50" I handed her the money and went on with my day.

"Hi im Ms. Williams, you must be Nivea." I just nodded my head.

"Well, being this the first day and this job dont require much until the end of the school year, you can pretty much do what you want." And thats all I needed to hear.

I walked off to the back office and began to eat my chips. 

Okay as I was saying on the bus. My name is Nivea Washington. Im eighteen years old and a senior in High School. Im a good 5'5, brown skin, semi plus size girl with black hair that stop a little past my shoulders. I have hips with a butt to match. I have a little tummy, but hey, im growing to deal with it. Yes I may seem confident about myself, but honestly I have problems with my self-esteem.

Both of my parents are alive, but I live with my mother. My mom was a doctor and my dad is a "business man" if you know what I mean. I don't really have much to do with my dad, but I somewhat have a relationship with him. He sends me money every week, but its only like $500...ole cheap ass.

My mom, that lady is something else. I love her with everything in me. Recently she lost her job, and she's taking it hard. We had to downgrade, and let's say this house is nothing compared to our old house. Two bedroom one bath. Simple. We had to sell our other cars. So now it's just her 2015 Dodge Charger. I recently found a job so I could help take care of things, but its not going so well. I ca-

Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep!!

That's the school bell. It's time to go home. Instead of telling yall everything. Imma let yall see for yourself. I grabbed my trash and backpack and headed for my locker.

"Look at her! She think she the shit." Stacy said walking by me bumping me.

"Correction. I am the shit and your the toilet. Now shut yo crusty ass up." I grabbed my stuff and headed for the bus.

Well off to the house I go...

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