Meeting Her

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Marci's POV

My alarm went off for school. I grabbed my phone to turn it off.

Ugh, ion wanna be at this wack-ass school, especially with these hoes.

I got out of bed and went to my bathroom to shower. I can't be late again or they gonna write me up. It's not my fault ion wanna be there.

I got out of the shower and started my little hygiene routine. Putting on my smell-good stuff. I took my hair out of the messy bun and straighten it. I did my little makeup. My skin is clear asf so ion need that much like these bitches at my school. I walk into my room and go to my closet to pick out an outfit

I choose this:

I finally get done and grab my backpack

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I finally get done and grab my backpack. I go downstairs and head straight out the door. I live alone what can I say? My parents don't wanna deal with my gay shit. They didn't like how I kept bringing girls over and doing deals out of my bedroom window. I have to make my money somehow. I started walking down the street and I saw this car pass me. It was a dodge challenger and when I tell you, I came in my pants when I saw that car. The person who driving got hella taste. I finally make it to my first class.

I sit down at my desk and the teacher starts talking sending me into my normal sleep coma. I make good grades I just don't pay attention.

Then out of fucking nowhere, the door swings open revealing a girl with teal hair in baggy clothes with hella chains.

My teacher said " Class, this is our new student Billie. Billie, introduce yourself to the class."

Billie turns to the class and said with a bored expression "Hi, my name is Billie. I am gay and please don't talk to me."

The teacher made a weird face. "Billie, how about you sit down next to Marci."

I popped my head up so quickly. I know this teacher didn't tell this white bitch to sit next to me. Billie walked over hesitantly and sat in the seat next to me.

To be continued....

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