It Is What It Is

Chapter 11

Ayesha

I was so tired. It was third period and STILL me and Marvin were waiting outside the headteachers office. My head was on his shoulders and his arm around me. Then the door opened and out came a crying Chennai and a red faced Teacher.

"Ayesha please come in" The head teacher, Mr.Cramp said not taking his eyes off Chennai. She sat back down where I was sitting. I gulped and walked in.

"So... Ms.Cole, what happened?". Silence.

"Ms.Cole?" he said, angrily. I cut my eye.

"I dunno" I said lamely. He scoffed.

"C'mon don't act stupid, you was there. I suggest you tell me or you could get expelled" he said as he crossed his arms.

"Alright, what?" I said .

"Why did Chennai beat up Frankie?" he asked.

"Cos she did" I said and yawned quietly. He sighed.

"Look here black bitch, I can have you out of this country in a heartbeat and I can rid you of your education. All you black monkeys think you can bring your dirty asses to England and think everything will be all right. No. You better answer me or else.." he said going red. I chuckled he didn't phase me, ugly ass no lip ass bitch.

"Get the fuck out of my face, with your stinking breath. Looking like fuckin Phil Mitchell from Eastenders" I stated calmly and walked out.

Chennai was gone and Marvin was dozing off. I shook him awake, he groaned. I told him about what Mr. Cramp said and he was angry. I had to restrain him because he was gonna fuck up that teacher.

We walked to fourth period but, had to separate them because, we were in different classes. I opened the door and everyone looked at me. Their was a new boy. Kinda cute too. Dreads, brown skin, smooth skinned with cute sleepy eyes.

I sat down in my English seat next to this creepy ass white boy name Fynley. I cut my eye at him. I took off my jacket and took out my school stuff. I looked back and saw the new boy staring at me. I looked away quickly and concentrated on the lesson.

I heard him talking with some girl called Ritah, his voice was hella deep. Deeper than Marvin's, more baritone and warm-Oh shit, I thought. Girl you better stop, stop it now.

I took a deep breath and continued on with my work. When I finished, I pulled out my book. The bell rang and I quickly tried to pack my stuff in my bag but, I failed when my books dropped on the floor. The boy helped me and I smiled.

"What's your Name?" I asked him. He smiled. Looking closer, I could see he had green specs in his eyes.

"Aaron and you?" he said as he handed me my bag back .

"Ayesha and thanks" I thanked him as we walked out and talked some more.