"What are you?"
"I'm you, aren't I? "
"Hell no, im too black for this."
A Leonardo x female Puerto Rican story. (Because I have not seen one where the reader is black) so sit back,relax, and grab some snack's.
But what happens if our black reader...
Myra Montgomery --------------------------------- "MYRA, LEVANTA TU TRASERO!" Thump! "ESTOY LEVANTADO!" I yell back at her. Damn! "Seriously just busted my ass because of her." I mumbled.
"WHAT WAS THAT?"
"NOTHING!"
How did she hear me?! Yet Amari said moms don't have super hearing. Pfft dumbasses. I hop off the floor and sprint into my wardrobe looking at the outfit I chose yesterday.
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Perfect. I put my hair up cause I ain't got time for allat
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I walk down stairs to see mom cooking. It smelt wonderful. Is that her salsa?
"Mama, is that salsa?". She turns around revealing a bowl of salsa with a side of chips. I run down and reach to grab a chip but she slaps my hand away.
"Ah ah! This salsa is mine." she clarified. " You go to school. It's not that far and I'm not waisting my gas." She points to the door.
" I can't get one ch-"
" Go to school God dammit! " She demands as she take out her chancala.
I waist no time to run out the house as mom throws a chancala at me.
April O'Neal -------------------- I walk into school and head straight to my locker.
"Sup April" I hear Irma from aside me.
"Hey Irma." I didn't have time to look at her as I was grabbing my math book.
" I heard we got a new student today." She said out of nowhere.
"Halfway through the school year? " I looked to her quirking my eyebrow and she nods.
"She's also in your math class." She? How did she know that?
"Okay I'll keep that in mind." I smile and nod before parting ways with Irma.
In the class....
I sit down at my seat just before the bell rings. Mrs. Junes walks in and sets her papers down on her desk.
Bang!
The whole class looks at the cause of the sound.
Myra Montgomery ———————————- I have got to stop slamming doors open.
I look at everyone who's looking at me, then back at the teacher. Please don't tell me this is my math class.
"Welcome Myra Montgomery" The teacher said.
SHITTTTTTTT
Play dumb!
"Who's Montgomery?"
Not that dumb!
"Well then if your not Myra Montgomery then you can leave."
"I am Myra Montgomery" I sigh. I did not sign up for my first class to be math.
"Alright, class this is our new student please introduce yourself and some things about you."
"Name's Myra Montgomery, I'm Puerto Rican, I speak English and Spanish, and I'm 16." I fake smiled.
"And I want to go home." I added. I heard a giggle come from the third row of desks. A red head. That's not something you see everyday. Blue eyes and freckles. Pretty. "Any questions for Myra?" The teacher asked and a boy raises his hand.
"Are you sing-?"
"Absolutely not, next" Mrs. Junes looks around but no one raises their hands.
"You can sit by April. I heard your a smart student and already learned our older subjects. So she will work with you on our new one." I nod and look to see who's April until I see the redhead wave. Oh.
I sit next to her and she smiles. I'm not nasty to new people but I don't want to be here so ima act petty.
I roll my eyes with a "ugh" and her smile drops. She looks away awkwardly and scratches her neck.
"Sooooo, you have a prett-"
"Thanks" I cut of harshly.
"Are you new to New York?"
I side eye her. "Yeah, and I'm not feeling it." April looks at me before nodding.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I won't ask why cause I don't want to invade in your privacy. But can I at least try and change your mind?" She asked with a genuine smile.
I look at her. It's been a while since someone proved me wrong about something. I'm up for the challenge.
