RUDE BOY

A glance from behind for the future

Nakita's p.o.v

It was already the end of the first semester. The bell finally rang for the end of the day. Everyone rushed out of the classroom running down the hallways, I quickly zipped up my book bag with a couple of sheets in my hand that I've finally completed. I quickly walked towards the teachers desk and handed it in and the teacher, Mr. Camery, looked at me as if I were crazy.

"Oh come on, it's the Christmas holidays I don't have to grade this", he whined.

"Mr. Cam, please grade them, and grade them all. I need to bring my grade up to a 96 at least. It's been stressing me out all year, that's the least that I need. I swear just grade these last three papers as soon as possible then as soon as you do so, update them onto my student portal so when I check my grade average for the class I won't be stressed anymore. Please I'm trying to get a great career."

Mr. Cam stands with his keys and a bag over his shoulder. "Since your one of my hard working students I'll do so."

"Oh thank you thank you so much!", I said. I gave him a quick hug and headed out the door to the car line.

I saw my new best friend Makayla waving at me and honking the horn in her car. I met Makayla at the modeling agency I signed up for during the summer, she was the only cool girl that wasn't stuck up and who didn't brag a lot as if modeling was a competition. We became close during the school year when I found out we went to the same school. I also told her about my bad breakup which I regret because she actually went to school with a pistol in her car. Lucky for Jay he was absent. I actually haven't seen him in a while since we broke up. I think it's just me due to how focused I was on my grades and modeling and other important things.

"Ready for Christmas?", asked Makayla.

"Yes girl because I'm ready to go to the Orlando Resort where our Christmas shoot takes place. I also saved lots and lots of cash in my checking account and in my mother fuckin' pocket so we can hit the mall and eat the most delicious fancy shit! Oh my god!", I said super excited.

"Yeah and this time everyone even the ones who worked different times are coming so that includes the guys from the B wing", said Makayla.

One thing about Makayla was that she was super hot. She was Hispanic and black. Her hair was naturally a dark brown that came about 3 inches down her back past her shoulders. She wore it in a bun on top of her head with her edges laid on the side and the front. When we first met we found a million and one things in common. We would go to school with the same themed outfit and sometimes the same exact thing. We both had the same taste in careers, food, style, and even boys. Bottom line we were like sisters. We told each other everything.

"So do you know most of the guys that'll be with us?", I said.

"No, actually I don't."

"Wow, well then we're gonna mingle."

"I've heard they're either rude, gay, or whores. No one that I know of has told me about a nice guy model."

"Well I kind of doubt the gay rumor."

"So do I but who are we to judge? Your not ready for another boyfriend are you?"

"No, it's a lot of work. I mean they're hot and all but I don't feel like falling in love. Like, have you ever tried to be the best, lovable, supportive girlfriend each time you get into a relationship for only a certain amount of time until your just exhausted from it."

"Wow. That's deep as shit, but it is true stuff. I haven't had a boyfriend my whole junior year and I'm fine and when these new guys would flirt with me and try to run game on me, you know, it doesn't get exciting like it used to."

"I want someone different, I want someone I can't read like a magazine and tell what kind of guy he is. I want surprises and as I get deeper in love with him I want to discover more about him each and everyday. Wouldn't you want that?"

"Heck yeah. Especially when it comes down to sex", said Makayla grinding in the seat while clapping her hands and sticking out her tongue.

"I swear you stupid and nasty."

"I know."