"I swear to GOD I hate that girl why do we have to go over there for dinner" I shout to my mother
"First of all, watch your tone lil girl, you ain't too old to get hit. And second, love or hate?" She says back
"What do you mean...?" I ask not wantin...
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Takirah's pov
I was sitting in front of my computer, totally engrossed in the video game I was playing. The world of the game had completely captivated my attention, and I was determined to conquer the next level before I had to leave for school. Time seemed to slip away as I navigated through the virtual challenges, and I found myself completely absorbed in the game.
Suddenly, I was jolted back to reality when I glanced at my phone and realized that I had only 10 minutes to get ready and make it to school on time.
My heart started racing as I quickly shut down the game and scrambled to get dressed. I dashed around the house, gathering my things and trying to piece together my morning routine in record time.
Despite my efforts, by the time I arrived at school, the bell had already rung, but I still stopped to smoke in the bathroom. Once I felt like making my way to class I did just that. I walk into Mrs. Applebottom's classroom late with no pass, smelling like loud, and with low, red eyes.
"This is the thirty-fourth time this year and it's only been 6 months since school started." She says angrily
"This the third time you done been married but you don't see nobody sayin shit do you?" I look around to feed into my joke as I hear the class snicker.
Oh, and did I mention I'm the class clown?
Oh shittt, Ian even introduce myself my fault yall.
Ok so boom, I'm Takirah, but yall can call me TaTa or Kirah.
So I live in Houston, born and raised, Imma class clown, you can say I'm popular, my parents passed so it's just me and my big brother, I LOVE gamin, I want my own channel on some shit.
Well, anyway, back to the story.
She looks at me in shock as she sits at her desk and takes an aspirin.
I go to sit in my seat but someone's in it.
A new girl? At the end of the year? Ian complainin because she some bad shit. Darksk6in, twists, two-toned lips, and a fresh cut
"Aye ma", I say tryna make my voice as smooth as possible, "You in my seat"
"First of all, Ian yo gahdamn ma, understand" I nod, too stunned to speak, and she continues, "Second, Ion see yo name onnit soooo?"
I chuckle, "We got assigned seats ma" I lie, "Pipe down"
She looks down embarrassed, though she has dark skin, it still manages to change to a dark red. She apologizes and sits in the empty seat behind me.
