"𝒴𝑜𝓊'𝓇𝑒 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒻𝑒𝒸𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝓂𝑒....."
Are these girls the Cool People you once remember them as? Will trials remind them how there's still Cool People in the world?
Will Onika & Beyoncé let the world ruin it?
More so, will they allow themsel...
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I looked in the car mirror as I got ready to go to my psych class. You can tell I've been crying all night. But life goes on right?
I haven't been to this class in three days. I haven't gotten no real sleep except last night. On top of that, I just can't face Onika again. I can't bare to see how I've hurt her.
I thought I was sparing her? Helping her? I guess I was wrong?
My actions had her in mind.
"I didn't think you'd understand me.." I sung along to the music playing in my ear. I wiped my face one more time before exiting my car.
I'm just happy I found a parking space close to the building. I'll make it to my class in two minutes. Don't have to wait for an elevator or go up any stairs.
"We can't be friends but I'll like to just pretend You cling to your papers and pens Wait until you like me again Wait for your love."
I sang along as I walked into the class. All eyes were on me as I walked through the door. I looked at my watch.. I knew I was a few minutes late but geez. I didn't think the class would start 3 minutes in.
"Good Morning Miss Knowles."
"Good-" I cleared my throat. "Good morning professor." My throat was completely hoarse. I hate emotions.
"You can go to your seat. We're just reading our book today. I'll give you the page number once you're settled." She told me and I just nodded.
I looked around to see if I could find another seat but either it was taken or students made it comfortable for their items. Which is understandable. Nearly everyone had an iPad, laptop, their books and needed the extra space.
I sucked it up and went to sit in my regular seat, next to Onika.
I sat in the chair and moved it over a bit before pulling out the book they were reading and my notebook to take any notes.
I tapped my classmate in front of me.
"Hey, can you tell me what page we are on?" I didn't want to disrupt the professor, especially since she was already on the chalkboard.
"212.." she whispered back. I opened up the page and of course todays topic was on Emotions and perceptions.
