Flau'jae Johnson
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"Oh my fucking — thirsty mouth ass bitches" I mumbled to myself before walking away from the empty merchandiser freezer
Everything and everybody today is pissing me off. I woke up in a bad mood this morning and been mad as hell ever since.
I made my out of the dining hall heading in the direction of my class. I'm tempted to skip this class, but I can't.
After walking for what seemed like forever, I finally made it. I opened the classroom door and walked in receiving stares.
"Ms. Johnson, you are late again" my professor called out as I made my way to my seat, "Would your coaches approve?"
I just stared at her because I'm not in the mood to talk. She was waiting for an answer, which caused everybody to turn their attention to me
"What y'all looking at?"
"Ms. Johnson would your coaches approve?" she repeated before I sighed loudly
"No" I simply answered so she could leave me alone "Leave me alone, damn"
"Don't let it happen again" she said before I tuned everything out
This is college, it's no reason why she should be questioning me about anything.
She lectured the class before dismissing us. I made my way to my car and left heading to Chipotle. I'm gonna start a petition for them to get a drive thru.
I got my food and went to sit in my car to eat it. Even though the season hasn't started yet, we're still practicing.
It's a few days out the week, but I still put in work individually. I propped my phone up to watch my podcast while eating before getting a incoming call from Nixon.
"Flau' tell momma to stop being mean" he said not giving me a chance to say hello
"What happened now?"
One of my brothers call me at least twice a week whining about something. It's a repeated cycle that never ends.
"She not letting me do nothing, and I wanna play the game" he said before I raised my eyebrow waiting for a backstory
"Why I won't let you do nothing?" I heard my momma say from the background
"Cause I didn't have a good day at school" I laughed to myself because he loves beating around the bush
She came over and took the phone from him before he did a dramatic ass groan.
"Nixon got in trouble at school, he been up there being a class clown. So no game, period" she said before I just shook my head
"Nixon I ain't got nothing to do with this" I said not really caring. What I'm supposed to do?
"Flau'jae please tell her" Nixon begged in the background
"She can't tell me nothing" my momma told him before he sucked his teeth
"She not gone listen to me, and you need to be good at school anyway. Be a clown when you go to recess" I told him before he took the phone back
