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Kheumani made her way into Elmore
High School, going straight to her locker to get philosophy books.She pushed her wet, curly locks behind her shoulder, grabbed the books, and shut her locker back.
Her light denim jacket brushed against her white top, as she went toward a crowd that was piling up at the classroom door.
" Hurry up and get to your seats! We are doing a project, hurry so we can get into pairs! " The teacher looked out the hallway, as I sat down at a table.
" Okay, so we've taken a vote last week, and we are doing the baby project. I'll section you off with your partners now. " He closed the door, making his way to the front.
" Kheumani, you will be paired with Fanum, and Kai, you will be paired with Bruce and Josh since it would be uneven. " He clasped his hands together.
Kheumani sighed, fixing her notebooks in a neat stack. " Go ahead and bond, I'll give you the car seats in a second. " The teacher wrote on the whiteboard, before coming around.
Kheumani wasn't going to walk to him, he would have to come to her. Fanum made his way to her table, pulling a chair beside her and sitting down.
" Off rip, if this baby keeps crying and shit I'm throwing it at the wall. " Fanum stated, pulling the black hood over his head.
Kheumani couldn't help but laugh, holding the child in her hands. " I feel you, I would've drowned it in bleach. " She chuckled after, waiting for the baby to turn on.
" Where are you from? I've been feening to know. " Fanum asked, getting situated.
" I'm from Atlanta, what about you? Where are you from?" Kheumani questioned intrigued.
" I'm from the Bronx, born and raised, you know regular New York shit." Fanum smiled rubbing his hands.
" Oh, shit really? I can tell." Kheumani said, chuckling.
" Oh really? How what gave it away Kheumani." Fanum questioned, while grinning.
Kheumani giggled a little and spoke, " Definitely the way you talk. It's just recognizable. It's okay though, I like it."
" Yeah, what you doing after school though? " Fanum laughed along with her, Kheumani finding it humorous that the two were so expressive about New York.
She catches her breath from the laughter and answers, " Probably this project, I don't know yet. What about you, do you have any plans? " Kheumani remarked, giving a warm smile.
" Nah probably going to link with the squad after school, just regular shit. " Fanum voiced, packing up his stuff. This period shifted fast between the two, that's why it was homeroom.
" Good shit, you think you could show me around ATL? I've recently come from the Dominican Republic, and it's way different than Georgia. " She enunciated, Fanum a bit surprised.
" Hell yeah, I'm Dominican too. " Kheumani gave a look that was asking if he was serious, Fanum nodded slowly.
" Oh shit, I didn't think I would find somebody else from there too. I appreciate you trying to indulge in helping me around here. " She cheesed, Fanum getting up and walking out of the class.
" While we are at, I can let you meet the squad too. Hope it's not too bad for a first impression. " Fanum verbalized, Kheumani shaking her head and making it to culinary.
" I'll accept it either way. You seem like a good guy to me. " Kheumani walked beside him, as the aroma of chopped veggies and boiled water hit their noses when they walked inside.
" Alright, today's class you will be making " chop cheeses ". I'm sure it's the same as a hamburger just chopped up, but this was an easy start for you all. " The professor sectioned off groups, the two being paired once again.
Kheumani held her hair up as Fanum tied the apron behind her she couldn't reach back there too well.
" Alright in 3, start! " The professor clasped his hands, everyone getting started. " This will be the easiest shit I ever made. " Fanum got started, Kheumani warming the grill up with oil.
Somehow, she had spilled a little bit of it on Fanums apron. Kheumani stood there for a bit before busting out laughing.
Fanum hid his lips, before chucking cut up lettuce at her. Kheumani ducked, trying to contain her laughter as she began to chop up beef on the grill.
" Thought shit was sweet, huh? " Fanum side eyed her, as she rolled her eyes. " You're not funny, nigga. " Kheumani throwed parsley at him, the substance sticking onto his apron.
Fanum threw a carrot back, the two getting into quite a mess. Kheumani quickly seasoned the beef, putting all of the stuff into a wrap and into a plate.
Both of them were panting, at least she avoided getting stuff into her hair. " Alright, present what you have. " The professor sat in a chair in front of them, a plate being slid toward him.
He took a bite, a blast of flavors being explodes into his mouth. " This is immaculate, I'm supposing you two work well together? " He swallowed, both of them nodding.
" Yea, he's quite a person. " Kheumani patted his apron, a stain appearing on it as she walked away to get materials to clean up. Fanum huffed, starting to clean everything up and washing off the cut board.
While on the other hand, the other students were damn near stressing out. The trio in the corner were arguing every single second, the female had burned the beef by accident.
The smaller man at the other corner was arguing with a tall light skin man, looks like he didn't want to help him reach an seasoning at the top of the cabinet. The other man stood there, going back and forth since he was dragged into it as well.
" Looks like we got a way to go.. "
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