READY, AIM... FIRE

School... Ew

A/N: Sorry for the update. I've been really busy and I had major writers block. I made this chapter a little longer so I hope you enjoy. :)

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Travis' POV

I woke up with determination. I was going to find Mya and get her to help me. Even if I have to get on my knees and beg her I would so I can graduate. I could always scare some other nerd to help me but c'mon. She's not bad looking and she skipped a grade so she has to be like Einstein smart or something like that... At least I hope.

I pulled into the school parking lot 20 minutes early to get a head start. As I got out of my black Escalade I thought of where she could be. I decided to check the library first. I had to stop and ask some dork where it is since I had only been in there once to hide from the principle. Unfortunately she wasn't there.

I checked the computer labs and the cafeteria and the quad but there was no sign of. I was beginning to wonder if she even came to school today. Maybe she was sick or the bus broke down or something.

I didn't feel like looking anymore and there was still 10 minutes or so till the bell so I went back to my car to smoke.

I don't smoke cigarettes. I roll blunts. They're not as bad as cigarettes and help me relive my stress. I'm just so glad that I have Tyler to help me with the gang. If it wasn't for him I would probably pull my hair out of frustration. I'm just so stressed with this truancy shit and now my grades. I wouldn't be able to handle a rival gang right now.

I took a drag & instantly felt relief. I don't know what I wound do without marijuana either. I heard the bell ring and grabbed my black back pack off the passengers seat and finished my blunt. I waked into school for the second time today. I felt so out of place after not being there in so long.

I was so not ready for the day ahead of me.

Mya-Leah's POV

My morning started off horrible. I over slept and had to get a ride from my mom. I was less than thrilled to be in a car with my mom and sister. The first thing my mom said was "oh you're wearing the same thing again?" Well good morning to you too.

My sister was worse. She wouldn't stop going on and on about how I'm a loser and I'm never going to have friends or be "popular" like her. Of course me being me I forgot my headphones so I couldn't listen to music and ignore her.

We couldn't get to school slow enough. When we finally got there I sped out of the car and into the school as fast as I could. I didn't even say bye to my mom. But it's not like she would care anyway. I did a brisk walk to my locker. It was at the other end if the school. I still had a lot of time to get to home room but its better to be safe than sorry.

I put in my combination and grabbed everything I would need for the day. I closed my locker and continued to walk back to the other side of the school that I had just come from. After getting about half way there I realized I should've gone around the school. I had no choice but to walk past the "popular hallway".

This hallway is where all the "cool" kids hang out. I wouldn't even call them cool. I think they're just a bunch of air heads. I never understood why my sister wanted to be able to hang out with them so bad. Anyways, before I waked down there I prepared myself for the name calling and humiliation. I took a deep breathe and waked past them not making contact at anyone.

"Hey look! It's the dork!" A girl yelled while pointing at me. Everyone laughed. I could feel the stares.

I just kept waking and trying to ignore everybody until Paris walked in front of me making me stumble a little bit which caused everyone to laugh. Paris is the most popular girl on school. You know the one that dates the quarterback and has the rich daddy that gives her everything. And all this makes her think she can step all over everybody and make them feel like nothing. Especially me. I'm her favorite target.

"Where are you going loser?" She asked with her hand on her hip.

I found this question stupid. Where else would I be going? It's school. But I answered her anyway to dodge any more bullying. "Uh... T-to class." I stuttered. She was very intimidating standing over my 5 foot self with her 6 inch heels.

"Uh.... Uh... To class" she mimicked me making everyone laugh. "We'll before you go I want you to doe a favor." Even though I could say no when it came to Paris you always say yes or else.

I nodded.

"You see my boyfriend, Keith is on the football team and he is failing art. He needs good grades to be able to play. I heard you're like really good at drawing and what not so I want to you to help him out and draw something amazing for him to hand in so he can play in next weeks game." She twirling her hair on her finger.

"Uh... Uh..... Umm" I didn't know what to say. It would be cheating.

"Answer me!" She yelled scaring me causing me to drop my books.

"I-I-I'll do it." She smiled and clapped her hands.

"I knew you would. You have no life. Loser." She said walking away popping her gum.

I was struggling to pick up my books. I finally got then and got to class in time. Hopefully the rest of the day goes better.

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TADA!!! & that was chapter 3. Let me know what you thought & comment. You can also help a sista out with some votes & fan if you want. I would appreciate it so much. See ya with a new update in a few days homered. Peace

P.S. it's like 1:30 in the a.m & I'm really hyper so don't mind me