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𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐨𝐯

𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥, 𝐥𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐝𝐭𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝟏𝟏:𝟑𝟑𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠: 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬 𝐛𝐲 𝐬𝐳𝐚

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𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥, 𝐥𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐝
𝐭𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝟏𝟏:𝟑𝟑𝐚𝐦
𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠: 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬 𝐛𝐲 𝐬𝐳𝐚

'RINGGG', the bell rung indicatin that it was now first lunch, which notti, chassy, ddot, and dd had together, with gianna.

gianna and the boys ate before everyone else so this bell for them was indicatin it was time for gianna to give 'em a full tour of the school.

she ain't even eat nun like she usually don't. she dead missed notti so bad cause they would usually jus sit and talk durin lunch and shit, unless he bought her somethin from the vending machine and forced her to eat.

she let out a sigh before jus standin up, waitin for the boys to finish eatin they shit.

carlos looked at her for awhile before speakin up. "you look mad depressed nigga, what happen?" he asked wit concern laced in his voice.

"nahh worddd, youn even talkin ta us no mo," jordan added in before takin another bite of his chicken sandwich.

gianna rolled her eyes in annoyance cause she ain't even feel like talkin right now."mmcht i miss  e— notti." she mumbled jus goin on her phone. she was about to say his gov but she tries not to say his gov infront of outsider people.

she only saw him once in da mornin and that was 1st period, then throughout the day the only time she saw him again was lunch. cause this school big asl and she don't bump into him in da hallway. unless he walks her to her classes or asks her to skip wit him, which she always declines since she wants him to pay attention in class.

they nodded their heads jus lookin at her. they was takin a long time to eat so notti and nem could get there and they could actually have a chance to try and be friends wit em. "start over".

"aigh but why you sulkin and shit," carlos mugged her, "we was jus laughin and shit now you sad?"

"aigh but can you shut the fuck up and eat ya fuckin chicken sandwich?" gianna spat back not even lookin at him. she wasn't even in da mood for jokin no more.

"gianna who you talkin to?" carlos smiled twistin his face at her.

gianna side eyed him before turnin her back. "i'm talkin ta you. fuck?" she don't know why he thought he was eatin wit dat.

"aigh bet." carlos said noddin his head. gianna ain't even give him a reaction cause he wasn't him do shit and she knew dat.

"aight bet nothin nigga." she muttered under her breath scrollin on her phone. they ain't hear her though.

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