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𝟔:𝟑𝟎 𝐀𝐌"nayah-lee get up before you miss the bus" my mom said coming into the room turning the lights on.
i groaned and got up slipping on my plane pink slippers and walking to the bathroom that we all shared.
before i continue, hi my name is nayah-lee hernandez, but y'all can call me nay nay or just nay, i'm 16 years old and i'm a very shy and anti-social person.
i live with my mom and brother and my dad..... well tbh i don't were he is we still don't have any milk.
since it's just my mom, brother and me she is struggling to keep food on the table and clothes on our back. i guess i can say that we're poor but not poor if that make sense. we don't live in the best living place but atleast we have a roof over our heads.
i'm not like every other girl in my school. i don't have perfect clothes, or nice shoes, yes and not even nice car it's just me.
but that's enough about me let's get back to it.
i finished brushing my teeth, turned the shower on and waited for it to get hot before i got in i checked the temperature.
30 minutes later...
i got out of the shower and put some dark blue jeans on with a tank top underneath my black jumper. i put on my shoes and a necklace my grandma gave me before she passed away.
i grabbed my book bag and headed down the hall way. "come on kaleo we need to go" i said as i put my head into the crack of my brothers room.
"good morning" i said to my mom
"morning nay nay, yours and your brothers food is on the kitchen counter, don't forget to lock the door, love you and have a good day" she said kissing my forehead. then she was out of the door before i could say anything back.
"KALEO HURRY UP AND COME EAT YOUR FOOD WE NEED TO GO" i shouted seeing him jog downstairs.
we then ate our food and put it in the sink so i could wash the plates.
"where do you get all these nice clothes from" i asked since my brother had nice fits on that i knew my mom didn't pay for.
"mind your business" he said walking out the house then i followed behind him before locking the doors.
at school.....
before i walked into this place called hell i put my wired headphones in, put my hood up and stuffed my hands into my pockets. i don't really like to stand out like other people i like to be to myself.
i then seen my brother go to all his friends, he hangs out with the popular kids so he doesn't like to been seen with me that much.
i was walking to my locker and bumped into someone. "oh i'm so sorr- WATCH WHERE THE FUCK YOU GOING BITCH" the one and only jasmine shouted in my face. "chill with ha, it was a accident" a random girl behind me said.
i had been bullied by jasmine ever since 4th grade.
"uhm and who are you bitch" jasmine said to this random girl.
"first of all never call me a bitch again or you gon catch these hands, and my name is melody" she spat, she had low red eyes.
she was really pretty she had her hair up in a neat bun with her edges done nicely her makeup was perfect and she had some cycling shorts on with a amiri oversized top and some black and purple jordan 4s.
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