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"Okay students that's all for today! Have a cool funtastic weekend!" Ms. Gallander exclaimed as the bell rung.
"Shut yo lame ass up." A paper ball flew across the room and hit her in the head.
"Stawp it Marcus" She giggled as I left out the classroom.
Weird ass. Everyone knows Gallander is attracted to almost every nigga here no matter the age. As if she's not pushing 50, please.
Thank God today's Friday because I don't know if I could last another day with these negro children. I honestly can't wait to graduate but since I'm a junior I got one more year.
"Hey twinnnn" My brother Khalil threw his arm over my shoulders
"Hey toosiiiii" I teased
"I told you not to call me that here Ai'omi." He groaned making me want to bother him even more.
"Why toosii? You don't want me to mess up yo lil reputation toos-"
"Bro stop you gone have everybody here calling me that shit!" He covered my mouth with his hand but I quickly pushed it away.
"Boy do that shit again and imma stick a rock up yo ass. Hand smelling like hot dog water and onions." I mugged pulling out a baby wipe.
"Nah that's cap because taniya's stuff don't smell like that." He smirked putting on hand sanitizer.
"Khalil... I know the fuck. You didn't." I stoped in my tracks.
"Ahh I did!" He squealed in a white girl voice.
"BITCH IMMA KILL YOU!" I chased him through the crowded halls.
"Dang- My fault" I slammed right into this tall broad figure.
"Watch where the fuck you going hoe" He seethed.
"Hollon patna who a hoe?" My brother Roland appeared out of no where.
"I was- she bumped into me bruh." He stammered as Roland stepped up to him.
"That ain't answer his question cuh." Khalil spoke up.
These niggas always fighting my battles like I can't hold my own.
