Amiya's POV
MONDAY 14 FEBRUARY
I walked into a new school yet again after six months. Ofcourse i had to start school on fucking valentines day. What that tik tok say fuck Valentine bitch. As I walked to find my locker I could feel the stares of my peers.
Just as i found my locker a girl came up to me " You're the new girl right" she inquired "Yes?" I answered "Stay outta my way bitch " "Why are looking around" she asked confused " Im tryna find who the fuck u talking to "I snarled "Bitch - " She was cut off by a boy about 6"4 with Darkskin, waves and deep mysterious eyes who i didnt notice because this bitch had me fucked up.
"What's ya problem Treasure, always tryna ruin somebody's day yo leave the girl alone" he said which i could tell made her mad "For a brother ya ass surely not supportive" She fussed as she walked away.
BROTHER!!!!!!
"Yo shorty u good " he asked smiling at me showing off his pearly white teeth. I felt flutters in my stomach . "Why wouldn't I be, thanks for the help I said, doing air quotations. It's my first day and I'm not tryna get suspended " I mumbled as I put my text books in the locker . I closed my locker grabbed my phone out my pocket and started to walk off when i felt a strong grip on my arm, i turned around "lemme get ya number ma" he asked
"Den dis real tpc "( Is this nigga forreal) i chuckled to myself "Wait ur Jamaican " he asked smirking "Yea u know somebody Jamaican i asked trying to figure out he was still holding on to me "Yea u can say that " " u gone let me go i question wondering why he had not let me go yet.
BLINNGGG The bell rung
"If i give u my number u gone lemme go ta class "I said pointing out he was still holding on to me " Sure " he smirked taking his phone out his pocket unlocking it and giving it to me. I put in my number in it ,handed it back to him and tapped his hand for him to let me go . He did and I walked off. Finding my class I walked in and immediately everyone stared at me "Damn shawty bad" I heard a boy in the back say." Mr Green worry about getting your grades up" the teacher snarled which made me chuckle.
"Class this is Amiya Shakur; gasps erupted throughout the classroom. "Yes her father is Tupac Shakur but I expect you all to treat her like a normal person,'' he said as all of the class stared at me as if I was a celestial being . I mentally rolled my eyes. He didn't have to out me like that. Well me not attracting unnecessary attention went out the window. "Have a seat beside Mr Carter '' he said pointing to a boy with his down writing something in a book. I sat while introducing myself and started to take notes. As for the boy his name was Antonio and was for the most part antisocial but was very polite.
I started to walk to my car when I heard someone calling my name. "Amiya!!!!!!" I turned to see that it was Antonio holding my pen." Hey u left your pen...here" he said, giving it to me. "Thanks..um do u have a study partner for the project due next week?" I asked, trying not to sound desperate because nobody wanted to pair up with me. "No actually I was gonna ask u he" explained while rubbing the back of neck. "Ok so that means we're partners in crime now right" I asked slightly laughing "Yea.. I could rock with yo big head ass.. lemme give u my number "he said making me laugh. Talking my phone, he put his number in it, gave it back to me, hugged me and walked off. "Mi head nuh that big doe" "( My head aint that big is it)" I asked myself while running my hands through my hair.
Sinceres POV
I couldn't stop thinkin about Amiya; shawty was bad as shit and clearly didn't take no bs from no one. She's one of the first people to stand up Treasure ( My god sister)in a while. P Even better she is Jamican and that accent sexy asf. I couldnt help but to admire her.
