# 𝓘 𝓦𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝓗𝐄𝐑, 𝓑𝐀𝐃 - 𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑡𝑖 𝑜𝑠𝑎𝑚𝑎 !

𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗿𝘁𝘆 𝗲𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁

𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐨𝐯 ✰

𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥
𝐰𝐞𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝟑:𝟏𝟎𝐩𝐦
𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠: 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐯𝐨𝐧

"SO, ms. reyes," ms jamblin started finally after everyone sat down. "do you realize what your son did today?" she asked tiltin her head at notti's mom.

notti sat sulked in his chair, grillin the shit outta ms jamblin.

alisia, notti's mom, clutched her bag as she closed her eyes and let out a sigh. she was scared for what she was about to hear. it's not the first time she's been called to the school for notti but this time she was wonderin why the fuck there was an ambulance outside the fuckin school.

especially since all her children had her temper, and notti dead got dat shit the worse. mere imagine of her fr.

"no miss ma'am," alisia said wit slight passive aggression in her voice, "na why da fuck yall always callin me down to dis damn school?"

ms jamblin adjusted her glasses, she was used to this by now. "ma'am calm down. it's your son you should be mad at," she put her hand to her chest and furrowed her eyebrows, "not us."

alisia rolled her eyes and fixed herself in her seat, "will you get ta the damn point miss, what he do na?"

ms jamblin cleared her throat and pulled out 3 pieces of paper from under her desk. notti's eyes followed her hands as she pulled them out and he was confused as fuck.

'i know these niggas ain't .. they do to fuckin much on god' he thought lookin away and slightly smiling.

ms jamblin pulled apart all three and adjusted her glasses. "ahem, so your son was involved in a physical fight ms reyes," ms jamblin started, takin a dramatic pause after.

alisia nodded her head and did hand motions cause okaaaay? if that was it she was finna stand the fuck up and walk up outta there. she knew her son been fightin niggas, shits not new.

"i'm aware miss, anything else,"

"yes in fact." ms jamblin sarcastically smiled.

she hated alisia comin up there, her lil attitude pissed her off so bad but she had to remain professional for the sake of her role as principal.

"ethan continued to fight the other boy, even though he stopped fighting back," she said, "then he harshly shoved a security guard off of him when she tried to restrain him, proceeding to say," ms jamblin held out the paper reading from what was quoted in big bold words, "get the 'f word' off of me 'b word'."

notti tilted his head down and discreetly covered his mouth to stop himself from laughin. they did waaay too much quoting and printing out what he fuckin said.

alisia closed her eyes letting out a sigh. she ain't give a fuck fr but for the sake of her parenting reputation, she had to act like she did.

"this boy.. okay anything else" she reached her hand out to her left and moved his hand from his mouth cause she saw him do it in her peripheral view.