I woke up more tired than usual because I was running on limited sleep. I groggily put on some dark blue sweat pants and my maroon uniform shirt with my black vans. If anyone had a problem with my dress attire I would be happily be sent home I thought to myself as I put my hair in a messy bun. I lazily walked downstairs and grabbed a bagel. As soon as I was done eating Adam was blowing his horn. I left without saying goodbye but I'm sure they understood.
I looked up at the sky and it seem as if the weather was reflecting my mood because the sky was a stormy Greg color. When I got inside Adam's car and look over at home to see that he looked as though he had slept for eight plus hours. My mouth dropped open in shock and I had to reach out and touch his face to make sure I wasn't dreaming. There was no way in hell he vaan still look so good after only having less then three hours of sleep.
He laughed at my shock expression and said,"what, is there something on my face." I only shook my head,"how can you still look so good. We both had the same amount of sleep and I look like I literally just went to bed an hour ago but you look like you had a full nights rest." He laughed again and pulled off,"you look good too." I snorted,"yeah right I look like I just rolled out of bed." He stopped at a red light and took my hand,"you look good to me and that's all that matters." Then be leaned over and gave me a quick peek on the lips. I blushed and was silent for the rest of the ride.
When he first pulled up I just sat there with my head resting on the back of the seat. He looked over at me and smiled,"whenever you are ready to leave, I'll leave with you." I nodded my head and sat there for another minute before I was finally able to drag myself out of the car. He came around and looked at me slouched stance. He turned his back towards me and and then bent down," get on my back and I'll carry you to your locker." I looked down at his back and then looked around to make sure no one was paying attention. "Are you crazy, I'll break your back." He chuckled and turned around to look to me. His eyes made me gasp and place a hand on my chest. He had some many emotions swarming through them, but the most prominent emotion was must and the next words he spoke to me madee weak in the knees. "I can handle everything you have to offer." I was too shocked to speak so I numbly nodded my head.
I got on his back and the first thing I notice was how much muscle he had. I mean this dude was literally ripped which only added to his sex appeal. That and the fact that I was falling in love with his hair. It was so silky and soft that I just wanted to spend a day running my fingers through it. Once I was securely on his back I laid my head on his back and wrapped my arms tightly around his head. I closed eyes as he made his way to the school. I opened them when I felt we were getting closer to my locker. But as soon as I did that I wished I had kept them closed. We were getting all kinds of hateful and angry looks that I loosen my grip from around his neck.
When we finally made it to my locker I was relieved when he let me get down. I looked around and tried to ignore the looks but they were everywhere. I looked up at Adam but he seemed to be obvious to the looks so I just concentrated on getting into my locker. As soon as I opened it I noticed a folded up piece of paper. I looked behind me to see that Adam was on his phone so I hurriedly put the note into my pocket to look at later.
I grabbed my books and turned around towards him,"I'm ready.'' He reached for my hand and walked me to class. I kept my head down so I wouldn't have to worry about the stares. Once we got to my homeroom he reached down and gave me a kiss on the cheek,"I'll see you later." I blushed and nodded my head. I watched him walk away before I went into class. I found half the students giving me daggers and the other half off in their own worlds.
Just as I sat down I remembered the note. I reached into my pocket and pulled it out. I contemplated reading it or not, especially after the last note. Taking in a much needed deep breath and letting it go I unwrapped the note, but didn't look at it right away. When I finally got up the nerve to look down I wished I hadn't. There was a picture of me sitting in the library with my head down. Under the pictured it said don't think we aren't watching. We are everywhere you are and we will get you. Your kind doesn't deserve to live. Die Nigger.
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Black Butterfly
Teen FictionAbigale Williams was simply trying to get out of high school. What she didn't expect was to run into the love of her life, trouble from her past, and racial hate. Can she survive her last year in high school or will the drama just be too much for he...