She's fallen.

3. Scrumptious Butterball

It's been 2 and a half weeks since I saw Mr. Scrumptious Jackass. Not sure if I really want to see him again, like I understand I spilt coffee on you but it wasn't hot.

But todays August 20th, I've already settled in but there's a lot of commotion outside due to people moving in.

I've had 4 people knock on my door because they can't read. It's 334 not 234, and definitely not 123.

Come on now, let's use those beautiful noggins and think.

"I'm going to get coffee girl, you want something?" Lynaé said.

"Uhh, yea. Can I get–"

"Caramel frappe? Yeah, girl. I'll be back," she said with a smirk.

Lynaé was actually the only person who could cut me off and not get slung across the world for it. Simply because I liked her. She didn't talk too much and most importantly wasn't rude.

We could sit in silence and be comfortable. Or we could talk for hours and still be entertained.

I told her about Mr. Scrumptious Jackass and it made her giggle. She told me about a guy named Xavier that she was seeing.

She showed me a picture and he was most definitely fine. Like fineeee. But that's my friends boo so i'm going to shut up.

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Yesterday was relatively boring. Only thing I had was my coffee and the sounds of sneakers scraping again the carpet outside of my door.

Some kid ran into my door, and when I opened it I almost pissed because I had to hold back my laughter. As soon as I closed that door me and Lynaé both started laughing.

But anyways today is the first day of real college.

I'm scared.
Girl, no you're not. Shut the hell up.
You're right.
I hope it's some panty dropping men here.
There probably is.
What if Mr. Scrumptious Jackass goes here?
Girl shut the fuck up.
Okay.

I have to stop talking to myself.
Yeah, you do.
Shut the hell up and get out the car.

And with that I got out of the car. A little nervous, a little excited. A little scared, and really pissy.

God, I have to pee so bad.

As I walked into the main building— where my first class was— I noticed people staring. I quickly went to the bathroom to examine myself and make sure nothing was wrong.

There was indeed nothing wrong. My outfit looked great actually. I had on a chocolate brown graphic tee with some grey loose fitting cargo pants and my Jordan 4s on.

Then it hit me. I'm at a school where white stays with white and black stays with black.

Not to mention I did my little shit with my outfit today. I guess I just shocked some hoes. I shrugged it off and continued my path to class.

My first class was biology.

I hate biology.

I pushed the door open to see the class half full. White sat with white and black sat with black.

Harriet Tubman rolling around in her goddamn grave right about now.

Rosa parks I'm so sorry babes.

Ruby and Martin Luther King, we still love y'all.

Girl sit yo ass down.

I started making my way up the stairs. Me, my tote bag and my airpods climbed the stairs as heads turned.