LA College - 9am
i hate when professors want physical papers now. like...everything is online but you want me to come up here for one paper. it's cool though, i haven't been up here all semester. which was the plan.
it's such a random moment though because i didn't know it had to be physical, he didn't say that. but now it's the due day and he's saying it. i had to rush and print it, then make it to the school before class ended. what a way to start a morning.
oh yea and bey is with me.
she didn't have practice and since she slept with me, i couldn't sneak away. so she got up with me and everything.
"you wanna sit outside the room or come in? i'm just giving him this paper."
"i wanna come." she grabbed my hand and we walked inside the room. the professor was just wrapping things up so we sat down. beyoncé laid her head on my shoulder while i listened to what he was saying. it was about the paper so i wanted to make sure i was aware of all information.
i mean the paper is done so if something is missed then i'm just...out of luck. i'm not rewriting that. at all. it took too long for me to even get that.
it was a stupid topic to even assign.
soon as he finished everything, i walked up to him as the students were leaving. beyoncé stayed sitting because it would be weird for her to just stand in his face with nothing to say.
"hi, i'm one of your online students, Onika Maraj. i was just aware of the paper having to be turned in physically?"
"oh yes. something happened with the system and it's not allowing a lot of you guys papers to be submitted. so i felt it would be easier to just bring it in when you could. is this it?"
"oh, yes." i gave it to him and he skimmed through before nodding. thought he would try to give me feedback but there was nothing. just thanked me before i was leaving.
it was that simple. why didn't he tell me the system was acting up before the fact? professors are annoying.
"are we going to eat?"
"i have to go to work."
"noooo." she grabbed my hand and stopped walking. i gave her a look making her pout before we started walking again. why does she think i just can't show up to work? that's crazy. "i want you to stay with me today. please."
"not today bey."
"please."
"no." we left out the building and went to my car. she really had an attitude about this, crossing her arms once she got in. i just glanced at her before starting to drive. i'm not giving in. "what do you wanna eat?" i'll get her some food before i go though. it's the most i can do.
she didn't answer so i looked over at her when we came to a stop sign. luckily no cars were behind me yet.
"fix your face beyoncé, i'll get you some food but i'm not staying home from work. i've already been leaving early and not showing for a week, i can't. so tell me what you wanna eat baby and i'll get it for you." i spoke softly, grabbing her hand and rubbing it. she pouted deeply before huffing.
"you're so sweet, you make it hard to be mad."
"you were trynna be mad at me?" i smiled with a chuckle before pulling off. that's crazy because i haven't even did anything. it's not my fault that i've been staying at home or leaving early for her or my mom. it's theirs. "you'll never have to be mad at me babe."
that's a fact. i don't really do much. only way she'll be mad is if i start staying in my room. but even then she's coming in there with me now. it's like that's her room now too. i'm sure she'll be mad when i start working and not being home. it's okay though, she'll get over it.
