Myona's POV
I huffed looking in the mirror of my bathroom, I was beyond pissed, that bitch really got some good hits in.
I sighed again applying some Neosporin to my cheek on top of the scratch. I put a small band-aid on it grabbing my back pack to walk out the door. I got to the door and made sure I had everything I needed before I started my day. I decided to leave my phone in my room because I didn't want to deal with the bullshit today.
I was just about to get to my Nutrition and Wellness class when I realized I didn't bring my laptop. I rolled my eyes knowing that I couldn't take any notes without it and I had to walk all the way back to my dorm room to get it.
When I finally got back to my dorm I grabbed my laptop, blueberry Little Bites and a mango Snapple. While I was checking to see if I had everything my eyes scanned over my phone and I decided to take it in case I absolutely needed it. Walking out, I spotted Eric, I immediately planned to just dodge him since I'm still very mad at him for just leaving me to fend for myself like that.
"Yaya!" Eric said. I tried to speed up but since he has long ass legs he caught up to me real quick.
"What do you want?" I said with an obvious attitude.
"I just want to know what's up with you. I called you a good three times big head." He was laughing like shit was funny.
"I'm ignoring you." I bluntly stated and began to walk away until I was rudely pulled back.
"Why you ignoring me? What did I do now with yo bipolar ass?!" I simply looked at him rolled my eyes and once again tried to walk my black ass back to class to avoid being late until his annoying ass held me back.
"I don't know why you mad but I'm not going to go the whole day with my best friend mad at me." As soon as he said 'best friend' my mouth fell open.
"Best friend?! Did you really just say that dumb shit? Where were you last night when that dumbass little girl tried to check me on some next shit ! Huh best friend? Where were you?" I yelled at him causing an unwanted scene that I personally did not want or need today.
"You see what had happened was my homeboy called me like 5 minutes before to come help him with some shit so I had to leave. By the time I came back everybody was talking about the fight but they never said who and y'all had already left so I just dipped." He lied right through his teeth. "Niah called me this morning talking about how we over and how could I let some simple bitch get between us, so I was wondering what the hell she was talking about and she told me all about the fight." I wanted to slap him in the face but I didn't need the extra attention so I just settled on laughing in his face.
"Listen Eric, I don't care what you say I still don't believe you. You saw shit was going south and you left. You left me there all by myself while that hoe called me out my name and some random ass nigga put his hands on me. But you know what? It's cool I don't need anybody to save me because if nobody got me, I got me and that's all I need to be fucking honest." I flipped my hair and walked to class.
My day just went from bad to worse in all of 30 minutes. On top of all of that my damn Little Bites got smushed because I was so mad. When I turned the corner I saw Mr. Pussy Nigga himself walking with his group of friends. I walked straight past them extremely slow on purpose. I was lowkey hoping he would say some slick shit so I could get rid of this pent up anger on his low life ass. But he didn't so I sucked it up and walked in the building. Today would be a long day.
When I walked into class I immediately got annoyed all over again because the creepy guy, Jordan, was in the seat I sit in every single Saturday morning.
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Beneath The Surface
General FictionYaYa is trying to balance completing her major, her newly found romance, figuring out how to handle her given freedom and at the same time transition from a naïve teen to a strong independent woman.