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TARAJI
My First class is history, I fucking hate history. I don't give a flying fuck about the first president of this twisted country.
I walked to the history class and noticed I was the first one there. I turned and headed to the bathroom, I was not gonna be the first one in that bitch ass class.
The bathroom was filled with lipstick, makeup and weed. This school is so boujee and ghetto at the same time.
"Yo foster kid" the popular girl Chloe Bailey called out to me
"That's not my name." I said sternly
"Oh, so you got a voice bitch?" She questioned hopping off of the sink and walking closer to me.
"Imma tell you something and I'm not telling you again, don't call me out my mother fucking name and don't be up in my personal space." I pushed her away from me, not because I'm an orphan means I'm a punk ass too.
"Damn mama, you feisty I like it" she said as I walked away, I heard her and her little chipmunk crew laugh in the distance.
I started walking back to the class. I'm not gonna be the first one there, but i damn well ain't skipping either.
"Taraji? I saw you were at the door earlier, why'd you leave?" The teacher queried as soon as I entered the classroom
"Because I don't wanna be the first person in your weird ass class." I bluntly responded and the class followed with "ooooooooo"
The teacher was stunned but I couldn't care less.
Her class finally ended 45 minutes after, now it was time to go to everyone's favorite teachers' class. Miss Barrino's class. I personally don't see the hype about her she's probably just a rich teacher and stuck up in her own ways, I've never had her before and I really don't wanna have her now.
Entering the class I was held aback, the sweet smelling candles, the low lights, it was actually not bad. I think I judged to quickly.
I think I stood out to her.
"Hey, Taraji right?" her voice is so raspy and smooth at the same time, it's unexplainable.
"Yeah, that's me" I forced a smile
"Well I'm Miss Barrino, or Miss B, truthfully I prefer the last option" she ended with a wink
"Good to know" I turned and walked away to get a seat.
"MISS B WHAT UPPPP??!!" Does she need to be so loud?
"HEY MAR MARRR!!" She replied, followed by a handshake, that's cute
"Okay class, hey heyyy, I missed yall. But as you know we finna do our icebreaker. Starting from Jayden, go." She started of the class
"Aii cool I'm Jayden the toughest nigga in this school, fuck around and find out" he was full of pride. Eww.
"Jayden, calm down on the cussing. I allow it but chill." Glad to see that she is a teacher that disciplines.
"Sorry miss b"
The others continued saying their names and other things about themselves , but now it's my turn.
"Hi. I'm Taraji-" I was interrupted
"Oh shit! That's the orphan" Jayden said out loud, while his peers laughed.
"Jayden get the fuck out. You not gonna be disrespectful to anyone in this damn classroom. GO!" She was pissed, I can see she don't like disrespect
"Thank you." I said
"You're welcome mama, continue" she winked and smiled. I was stunned she called me mama?
"Yeah um, I'm 17. And I like to read and be alone. I don't like loud people." I sat down
