Ms Thorne walked out of the class to deal with Lexi and of course the 'finest nigga in the world' came and sat behind me
"Who told you them long ass dreads was cute ?" He plopped down in the desk and pulled one of my locs
"Umm- I don't know you"
"So you ain't hear me give a whole pr-"
"You know what I mean smart ass" I smacked my teeth "I don't know you and you wanna say something about my hair"
"Oh I ain't mean no damage shawty I was just saying" he shrugged and scratched his neck like he was embarrassed asum "How you function with that rapunzel ass shit in your head anyways ?"
"Just like you do"
"Mh... How long you been growing em ?"
"Nigga- these faux locs not real locs" I laughed "I just got em done tho since you asked"
"Oh that's what's up... What's your name anyways ?"
I looked down at my phone and started talking under my breath "Why you ain't ask that to begin with stead of coming up here messing with me"
"Say ?"
"No, yeah, no I'm Karma"
"Karma..."
"Karma Sullivan cause I know that's what you tryna get" I paused and mumbled under my breath again "Weirdo"
"WEIRDO ? Ok then Karma. You sound like bad luck anyways, thinking somebody wanna talk to you"
"You obviously want to, coming up here bullying me bout my locs"
"Bull-"
"And bad luck ? You must tryna be funny or something... it ain't working"
"Nawl I was just saying-" I stopped him in his tracks
"You always just saying. Both times you said sum to me you 'just saying'"
"Ok miss Bad Luck, whatever you say" he shook his head
"Yeah whatever I say... Mister deck of cards"
"Shit, look like you got jokes too ?!"
"Dead ass serious"
"You really just look like a lame-o if we being honest here"
"When my bestie beat your ass don't come to me crying. Don't go to thing two over there either, you just gone have to take the whoopin"
"I don't claim him" Syd chimed in from across the room
"I wouldn't either"
"Fuck you and yo bestie... and you too Syd, ugly ass nigga"
"Who is you even talking to cause I ain't listening no more" I looked back down at my phone cause he had me fucked up
"I'm talking to you shawt"
"Ass whooping... and I'm not yo 'shawt' either"
"Whatever" he mumbled "No. Whooping"
"Ass. Whooping."
"And who gone whoop it ?"
📍 𝖿𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗏𝗈𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗇𝖾𝗑𝗍 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋
