Chapter 7

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(Keisha in mm ⬆️⬆️)


Heaven P.O.V

'I fuck you with you I fuck with you girl'

I reached over and turned the alarm off and went back to sleep. Imma sleep for five more minutes.

~30 minutes later~

I woke up again because my dream ended. It was a good ass dream too. I checked the time and I was late as fuck to school. Precious and Heaven had my phone blown up.

I ran to the bathroom. I stripped out and did my hygiene. Ain't no time for make up so I changed the color of my braces. I grabbed a pair of joggers and a fitted black crop top with my bred 11s. No need to look cute. I don't feel like dressing up. I left my hair down and grabbed my bag with my charger and phone.

I've never walked so fast in my life. I was on a power walk to school. The whole way I was listening to music. I made it to school with 7 minutes to spare.

I walked up the steps to school.

"Aye ma lemme talk to you real quick" some boy said.

Usually I ignore it but I turned around for the hell of it.

This nigga was dead ass ugly. He one of them ugly lame niggas that's always tryna get a hug from somebody. He was wearing a wrinkled black shirt with baggy jeans and some ruffed up Jordans. What killed me was his head. It was shaped like a avocado and his hair was so peasy. And if you walked up close enough you can see the shit you get in your eyes when you wake up.

"Wassup?" I laughed.

Here go somebody to make my day. I need a laugh.

"You mad fine and I wanna get to know you".

"You can't be broke and ugly. Pick a struggle nigga" and with that I walked away.

Niggas love to waste my time. They all dusty and dirty to me. I don't have time for boys and it looks too complicated to be in a relationship.

Here we go to Ms.Cesar class. I'm late like always but again I don't really care.

"Well you look nice today" Ms. Cesar said.

Damn bitch what you tryna say? I was ugly yesterday? Cause I know damn well I be looking fine. I don't know if she being sarcastic or not so I just smiled at her.

I just walked and took my seat behind Rebecca. I really don't feel like deal with her shit today so she better not say nothing to me.

Jay :You got all the hoes   
Me: Where's your competitive spirit 
Jay : I'm catching feelings for you tho.

I hate when I just wanna be cool with somebody and they catch feelings. Like how? Now I gotta cut you off. You doing too much.

Like I said I don't do relationships. Cause there was this boy I used to like and we use to fuck with each other. And then he was talking about how he got other girls that like him and wanna be with him and he don't know what to do. So I told him go be with the bitch cause I'm not about to compete with somebody else for a fucking human. You ain't no fucking trophy and she probably don't got shit on me anyways so with that being said I haven't liked a boy since.

I blocked Jay on kik, facebook, Twitter and Instagram. I deleted his number and everything. This the shit I gotta deal with.

I did the usual in Ms. Cesar's class and I was surprised Rebecca didn't say or do anything today. She know better, I got my lil hoe trained.

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