𝑴𝒀 𝑮𝑰𝑹𝑳 𝒇𝒕.𝑵𝑳𝑬 𝑪𝑯𝑶𝑷𝑷𝑨

0001

"Mama please!" I begged as she ate her breakfast still hin her pajamas. She had her reading glasses on when she looked at me like I was acting a fool.

"If you don't get your ass in the shower and get ready for school you gon find my fist down your throat." She said to me before taking a sip of her coffee.

Her violent threat didnt affect me much I just knew she was serious. I dragged myself up the stairs and into my room.

I shut the door and started to pace around the room letting out all my whines and complaints about having to go to school.

I missed the first two months of school and shit was cool until some bitch ass lady called my mama talking bout some "your child needs to be in school its the law". My moms don't mess with the police like that so here I am going to school in this brand new ass school.

My dumbass daddy ran off last year and my momma couldn't afford to live in our old house now we in Memphis to live closer to her family.

I finished taking a shower so I put on a green bat man baby tee and some khaki oversized jeans. I did my makeup and slid on my light green crocs.

I went downstairs and gave my mama a dead stare. She shook her head. "Where yo backpack is?" She asked me.

I rolled my eyes and grabbed my keys.

"Them eyes gon get stuck in the back of yo big ass head stop playin wit me. No respect for your moms." She told me. I shut my eyes for a second before apologizing.

"I didnt have time to get a backpack or school supplies because you only told me I was going to school when you came home from work at 10 at night." I told her. I tried so hard to sound like I wasn't mad before she beat my ass.

"Yeah yeah, my fault baby. Now give me a kiss then get yo ass on." I sighed before making my way towards my mama and giving her a kiss on her forehead. I love her cept for this big ass head she gave me.

"Bye ma!" I called out as I opened the front door.

"Hold on where you get that short ass shirt from!" She yelled. I walked out the door and shut it behind me. I unlocked my shitty ass car.

The handle was broke so I used duct tape to keep it working. I get in the car and turned it on. At least it has a decent A/C.

I took out my phone for the directions the school. As i drove i thought of different ways to ditch or get into a car crash to avoid going into that jail looking place.

But god had different plans because I arrived at the school in 10 minutes. I got out and locked my car. But to be dead ass if you wanted to steal my car the back doors don't even fucking lock.

I walked into the school praying for the day to end quick or for a white kid to reach into his bag so we could leave early. Or maybe just maybe for a flood or a fire. Not wishing death upon anyone or anything I just don't want to be here.

Just from the come up from my car I could see bitches whispering bout me and niggas pointing. The exact reason I didn't want to go to school. I realized ion know where the office is so I looked around for someone approachable to ask.

A little white girl with slick back hair into a tight bun with glass was standing at her locker.

"Hey can you tell me where the office is?" I asked her nicely.

"Down the hall to your right then take a left." She aint even look up from that hefty ass book of hers. I took the L and the directions and went on my way.

A group of guys at the end of the hallway were walking towards me with cocky smiles on their faces.

"You know that ass is fat." I heard one of em say as I squeezed passed them.

"She rude as fuck tho. I can fix that." Another said. The group laughed making me take a deep breath. I took a right then walked a bit before looking to the left and seeing an office.

I made my way towards it and got to the front desk. A little old black lady with a wig with a connected middle part looked up at me.

Mrs. Harper the lady's name tag read. "Hey Mrs. Harper I'm new." I smiled at her.

"Name?"

"Sydney May mam."

"Its not everyday we get a respectfull one." A lady said coming from a back room said. Mrs. Harper wheezed.

"You got that right." She typed on her computer for a while before looking up at me.

"You so pretty baby." She told me. I smiled and thanked her.

"And your hair so long. You know my hair would be that long if i didnt go perming it." She leaned in to tell me like it was a secret.

A loud ass printer release a packet of papers. Mrs. Harpers hands shaked as she stapled them together and handed it to me.

"Schedule is on the front and the handbook slash rules on the others." She pointed out. I looked at my classes and nodded.

"Jason! Let Bryson go ion have time for all that damn paper work." The other lady from before yelled. I looked back and saw security holding one of the boys for before.

"Bryson get your ass over here and take this pretty girl to her class." Mrs. Harper said. Bryson looked at the security guard to let him go. Which he did after giving the light skin boy a dirty look.

"Yes mam." Bryson said smiling at me.

"And keep ya hands to yourself with that yes mam non sense of yours." She warned him. Bryson rolled his eyes and put his hand on my lower back to turn me around.

"What classes you got ma." He asked me as we started walking. I handed him my paper instead of answer him. I checked my phone for the time 8:45.

It's only 8! What the fuck! I forgot about how long this bullshit feels.

"You got hoes calling yo phone?" Bryson asked me. I almost forgot that his arm was around my waist. I only realized when his gripp tightened around me.

"Hella." I said giving him a look to remove his arm. He smiled and mover his arm around my shoulder instead.

"You got the same first, third, and last period with me." He said turning into another hallway. I had sure to take note of where we were going so I wouldn't have to get directions from anyone again.

"Fun." I muttered as I looked at the doors full of kids inside.

"Youn know how to smile mane?" He said tickling my neck. I flinched away to keep from laughing but he held me closer. I laughed a little which led him to easing up on me.

"There she go." He said laughing with me. I slapped his chest jokingly.

"If you keep dat mean ass face they gon devour your ass up in here." He warned me. My faced balled up in confusion. He must be trying to scare me.

"No they not." I answered back.

"You aint know these hoes they'll fight you for having the same shirt as dem." He said as if he remembered something like that happening before. He looked down at my shirt and made a face.

"Also this your brother shirt or something?" He commented pointing at the batman label.

"No it's mine." I told him confidently. We arrived to the classroom and Bryson opened the door.

"You was going for the my momma dressed me for the first day of kindergarten look huh?" He joked.

"Shut up." I said smacking his arm as I walked inside the classroom making everyone turn their heads towards me. Including the teacher who looked like she was in the middle of a lesson.

Fuck.

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