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Once I leave the principals office I try to find my way to AP History, still thinking about what those strikes could possibly mean.

As I'm walking I see one of the girls I beat up from my old school. Not wanting any trouble I keep straight and try to walk past her but this stupid ass bitch decides to talk to me.

"Imani ... the fuck are you doin here" this stupid bitch says.

"I'm at school... I go here bitch the fuck?" I say

"I've never liked you" she says as she walks closer to me "but just so you know, if you ever think about laying a finger on me I'll be quick to make sure you don't win this one" she says.

The fuck is she in my face for, all I wanted to do was go to class and start no problems but here she goes, somebody always has to fuck something up don't they?

"Move out my face... or else" I say very aggravated.

"Imani nobody's scared of you, like at all. Just walk away and keep on with your life." She says as she pushes me out the way.

this bitch just pushed me ... me .. ME, IMANI out the way. Y'all ... I was trying to be good this year but my anger got the best of me.

"You dumb bitch, watch where them hands be fuck outta here" I say as I send a punch to the back of her head.

"YOU , PRINCIPALS OFFICE NOW!" Some teacher tells me.

Great, I'm going to be back in there AND I already know I'm finna be in some deep shit later.







IN THE PRINCIPALS OFFICE


"Imani you just left here, what could you possibly have done?" The principal said, the tone sounded familiar. Like a very dissapointing yet 'omg i can't believe this' type tone.

"i was walking to class when a bitch tried me. she pushed me and i punched her in the back of her head" i say. very nonchalant must i add.

"Oh my lord Imani those are strikes 4, 5, 6, and 7. u
You've gotta do better" she says.

"Explain the strikes. I'm so tired of all this 'sTriKE oNe STriKe tWo' like just explain bitch why the fuck is this school so-" i was cut off

"IMANI ENOUGH." my coach said

lord have mercy why.

"I thought i explained to you that i didn't wanna have any conversations about your behavior." she says very dissapointed.

"Now that you're here coach let's talk about what Imani has done" the principal says.

"You will be serving 3 days of out of school suspension and 2 days suspension from the basketball team" The principal says

"BITCH WHA-" i was cut off ... AGAIN

"Imani so help me you're not making it easier for yourself" coach says

"COACH SHE LITERALLY- FUCK YALL" i said and walked out

*fast forward*

Coach got me and put me in the car, she had to put me in the back seat because she didn't trust me in the front. You try to dip out the car ONE time.

"IMANI" my coach yells.

"Damn bitch what" i say aggravated.

"You know what Imani, i'm tired of your shit. That's strike 8 , which is 4 strikes too many" she yells.

i didn't notice we made it back to my house until she dragged me out the car and into the living room.

"Stand here." my coach says, pointing to a corner.

"You want me to stand ... in a corner?" I say busting out laughing.

"You have until the count of three" She says

she got me fucked up

"one"

she crazy as fuck man

"two imani"

"i'm not going , so no"

"three" she says, angry.

she walks over to me , takes off her belt and starts beating me.

"I *WOOSH* TOLD YOU* WHOOSH* TO *WHOOSH* THE *WHOOSH*
CORNER" she yells as she beats me.

i cry and go stand in the corner.

"You will stand there for 8 minutes until i tell you to come out" she says, and walks away.

at first i thought it was stupid, then i felt really bad because i made her beat me and put me in the corner. I also called her and the principal bitches because i was mad. I started crying even harder because of how mean i was for no reason.

She comes back 3 minutes later and sits behind me

"You have 5 minutes left Ima-" i cut her off

"I—m ... s-s-sooo sorryyyy" I cry as i run and hug her.

i don't know what got into me, i've never felt that and about something before. It made me feel really really bad and mean and i didn't want to make her feel bad and mean too.

"It's okay imani, we all make mistakes and we all have to learn from them." she says as she picks me up.

i lay my head on her chest and she sways back and fourth. My eyes start to slowly close and i feel myself touch a soft warm mattress before i'm off to sleep.

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