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Tension

(Minor psa this is my first actual publishing and use of pov format sooo if y'all got writing tips...pls hmu 😭)

Ski's POV:

If I'm telling a story, I'm telling you the whole thing. Everything started when Mali fought my friend, aaliyah over some boy and my ass stayed back and recorded ts because I don't like boys and aaliyah told me to stay out. The reason why they beef so hard is because this boy caused Mali to take aaliyahs best friend Casey with her, Casey's betrayal definitely forced this fight to be more aggressive as she tried to break them up. Anyway let me not get off track here, after the fight Mali refused to approach me about recording and spreading it without her little bodyguard Casey. Was she scared of me? Rightfully so, I'd rock her shit no issue- but she challenges bitches all the time, how am I any different? Soon she decided to talk shit about me behind my back, only trait she bullies is- get this- my boobs...for being BIG. Like bitch are you projecting? Do you wanna suck on them or something? It was whatever, until today. Someone decided to make a fake account and have people vote on if there should be a rematch and who would win..the top votes being for Mali, aaliyah, and "the cameraman" like they don't know my name. So at lunch I broke it all down with aaliyah like we usually do, a couple of tables away from those hoes.

"How the fuck am I only labeled as the cameraman. They know it's me, they BEGGED me to airdrop them that shit no issue, fucking dickhead" I angrily say, looking at the tea accounts story

"Girl don't worry bout it, besides that bitch voted for herself, if she wants to catch this face she can come get it" aaliyah responds while eating her fries

We continue to scroll through the accounts stories and instigating as they eat until Mali bumps into me while walking to her table "move bitch" she lets out in a medium tone, barely catching my ears

Don't whip around and punch her, never throw the first punch, she's NOT worth it, she's a chronic dickrider and low-key homophobic, don't give her that attention

"Fucking cunt" I let out under my breath for the safety of my clean-ish reputation with the schools staff and principal.

I watched as she stood at her table surrounded by her fake ass friends as she stared at me..why is she staring at me so fucking hard? God knows.

"Liyah please tell me you have a cart on you right now" I blurt out, wanting to dip off to the bathroom and chill out 

"Of course I do, and it's a frydd" she responds in a sing-songy tone

"Let's fucking go den" I respond as i drag her to the bathrooms into the big stall

We stay in there for a while as I almost kill her cart, with no shame.

"girl you are high enough for 2 people and I wanna finish my fries before the fiends get to them" she says as she checks her makeup in the mirror

"I'll join you in a while, I'm gonna fix my hair- this silk press ain silk enough" I joke now feeling light as a cloud and all cares in the world disappearing.

"Alright then, I'll be chilling at the table with my girl, byeee" she dips out the door and leaves me alone in the bathroom

I brush through my hair carefully and calmly, feeling myself. Man I am one pretty bitch. And my body tea, how the fuck could anybody hate all of this. I put my brush away and check out my body in my cute cropped tank and jeans with rhinestones on em. Suddenly, Mali walks in alone. This was new even for me, we've never been in a specific place alone together. At least one of our friends would be there. I didn't care tho, I kept checking myself out and taking pics of myself in the mirror. 

And yet again there she was, eyeing the literal fuck outta me.
"Take a picture, it'll last longerrr" I say in a singsong voice.

She snaps out of her trance and her stare quickly becomes a mean mug "shut the fuck up you fugly bitch"

That's not my name so I'm not gonna respond, fuck do I look like her mother? Nah lemme not actually her momma kinda pretty. If she weren't such a bitch I'd call her relatively attractive but right now she doesn't deserve it

"don't be silent since all your little friends ain here" Mali spits.

I still could care less but I know she's not talking

"I'm not scared of your ass I simply don't wanna talk to a thick skulled bitch, ntm your the scared one" I retort, confidently I may add.

"who the FUCK are you callin' scared bitch?!" Looks like I struck a nerve

Mali pushed me against the wall. high asf, I cant help but burst out laughing hysterically as I looks into her eyes. "So are you pressing me or tryna kiss me? You don't pin me to a wall and do nothing" I joke.

I can't lie, this is the only time I've really seen her as attractive...damn my kinks gon get the best of me

Mali suddenly grabbed my throat and choke slammed me into the wall "don't fucking play with me"

I let out a whimper as she slammed me against the wall, Mali still staring into my eyes.

I don't want to fuck her, I don't want to fuck her, I don't want t-

My thought process was interrupted as she kissed me. I felt her other hand sit on my lower back and grip my hip as she kissed me deeper, pulling a moan out of me. As I moaned she took the opportunity to slip her tongue into my mouth and take full control. I can't lie, I don't want this to stop.

Suddenly she lets go of my hip and breaks the kiss as there's a string of our mixed saliva still connected to our lips. We finally make eye contact, both of us as shocked as the other. She storms out of the bathroom after wiping her lips, leaving me alone again.

What. the fuck. Just happened.

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Soooo how did I do? Seriously I'll take any interaction on this post.
I'll update again probably soon if y'all want.

Xoxo,
Killa