Her Freed Spirit

Jerk Off

 Mr. Thomas ends class by telling us that AP Economics will be difficult but worth it. Imma drags me out the class room and we see Tonii. Once those two lock eyes, it's over with. Before I can even blink Tonii and Imma are in the middle of the hallway happily screaming and jumping up and down. You would have sworn they won the lottery.

 "What it do my home skillet empanada??" Tonii says as she gives Imma one of her amazing bear hugs.

 "What it do my home skillet biscuit??" Imma happy responds as she beings to jump up and down. The entire hallway is filled with students just watching these two yell and hug. I shake my head. Only my two best friends can cause this. Tonii notices that everyone is watching them.

 "Hm y'all nosy a**es can just keep it moving." She says glaring at the hallway.

 "Y'all heard my girl. Get to moving. Step!" Imma adds to the students still watching. Luckily they all go away. Everyone knows Tonii and Imma can and will get crazy if necessary. I brace myself for the craziness when I walk towards them.

 "You guys don't know how much I've missed you!! Especially with all the Ray stuff going on." Imma says as she loops her arms through ours and begins walking towards the Red Building.

 Tonii stops in her tracks causing Imma and I to stumble a little. "Hold the hell up. Ray causing trouble again?? I told you to let me cut him when I had the chance." She says as she looks Imma in the eye.

 "Mmm I might just take you up on that offer. You still offering your usual rate of a large pepperoni pizza from Pizza Hut and some lotion from Bath&Body works?" Imma responds deep in thought about allowing our best friend to hurt her ex boyfriend.

 I shake my head and grab both their hands and continue on our way. "No one will be cutting anyone! We need to make cupcakes not war!!" I say while looking towards both of them. They stop and start laughing at me so hard they start gasping for air. After a while they catch their breathes and encase me in a group hug. Imma pats my head while saying "Awe it's nice to know our sweet little Sophia hasn't changed one bit." Tonii nods her head in agreement as we start walking again.

 "Sophy I have you for Art, Cooking, Ceramics and Service along with AP Economics/AP American Law this year." Imma says as we climb up two flights of stairs to reach our next class.

 "Oh shizzballs! I will never escape the crazy. Oh we all have cooking with Jamal and us three have three classes together!" I say happily as we make our way down the halls.

 Tonii hugs us bye as she heads into a class room. Imma turns to say something but sees Ray entering the class she has too into. "Oh I will see you later. Ima handle his cheating a**!' she leaves before I can even say anything. "Oh you surprised to see me? Why you looking so damn dumb? Oo I forgot you always look like that. You are..." is all I heard before the classroom door closes. She is always a box of crazy. Heading down the hallway to my class, I start wondering if she will be this crazy throughout the rest of the year.

 I enter the class and see Mr. Hansen. He's an African American man that towers over a lot of other male teachers at 6'6. He has a light brown complexion that matches his light brown eyes. He also has these thick framed glasses but he can pull off the nerdy teacher look. He finally decided to shave his head which is great. He had the whole LeBron hairline thing going on which wasn't good at all. He used to play football in high school and college but decided to become a history teacher instead of going pro. He is am amazing teacher. I had him my freshmen year. He cares so much about his students that it goes beyond the books.  He actually cares.

 "Nice to see you Sophia. Hopefully you enjoy my class this year." Mr. Hansen says as I walk past his desk. I decide to take a seat in the last row next to the windows. I glance outside the windows and the football field. The dark green grass looks so calm and peaceful. Nature has always been comforting to me. The bell rings and snaps me from my thoughts.