Redemption

Chapter 2: Quiet Girls Are Deadly

"Not everything will go as you expect in your life. This is why you need to drop expectations and go with the flow of life."

BEEP BEEEP BEEP BEEP....

I arose to my annoying alarm clock blaring throughout my room. Ughhhhh I swear I hate waking up at 5:30 a.m. I tapped my alarm clock making it stop and I got outta bed stretching my weary body. Today is Tuesday, October 3rd.
After stretching and fully waking myself up I went and ran me a steamy shower. "Rudy I ain't taking you to the bus stop so you better get going and move fast!" I heard Sylvia call from her room. I just shrugged and stepped in the water. She know it's perverts in our area and she know my bus stop is 2 blocks away. Ughh. I'll be alright though.

Once I got my body clean I threw on some female cargo pants, a pink Polo collared shirt, and my pink vans. After getting dressed I did the rest of my hygiene and unleashed my hair from the ponytail holder and braided it in two goddess braids. Throwing in my studs and the rest of my jewelry, I left outta the house making my way to this stupid bus stop.

"Aye lil ma come here.." "Pssssst.." "Aye girl.." Many dudes kept calling for me trying to get my attention but I ignored them. Who the hell stands on a corner at 6 in the morning anyway? Ohh yea them drug dealers I hate them guys. Finally I made it to the bus stop with the other kids and the bus pulled up shortly. I hate riding this shit, these kids always stank and too loud. I leaned back in my seat and stared as we made our way to the school.

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"Um look who decided to look cute today.." I heard some female say as she walked behind me with her friends. I turned around and shot all 4 of them a unit. "Look who decided to hate today..." I said sarcastically then rolled my eyes and continued walking to my fifth period class. "Biiiiitch that hoe ain't shit. With that dry as weave in her head. Tf she thought, hoe that aint remy!" I stopped dead in my tracks and she bumped right into me.

I blacked out.

Before I knew it I was snatched up from the ground but I still had a good grip. I let out all my anger on her face. Every punch was harder each time as I thought about how bad my life is. Some how I managed to break free and it was over for chick. My foot was aiming straight at her face as I drug her across the hallway. You cannot tame a beast. Once my anger is threw the roof it's over.

"Let go Miss. Mitchell!!!!" I heard the security guard scream. I acted like I ain't hear her and kept goin in on this female face. The bad thing about this situation is, ion even know her and her friends just left her to get close-lined. Hell it ain't my fault she ran up on this brick wall and gave herself a concussion.

I heard the security guard scream one more thing until I felt a zapping sensation on my side. It felt like I was being stabbed with pins and needles. I finally let go and she hauled me off to the front office. As she was dragging me away I saw people cheering and her friends acting like they were completely oblivious as to what was going on. Ill get they ass later for being fake as fuck. Thats exactly why I like being dolo. Bih ain't fina let me get beat the hell up. Tuh not I.

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