That Thick Gurl

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*After School*

Tee POV

I wont be taking the bus afterschool because im going to my afterschool program. *sigh* I wont get to see the cute boy.

I hated this program with a passion. This is where most of my bullyings took place. It still goes one too. As soon as i walk to my seat "mmm that fat gurl is here", "eww why she gotta sit by me?" , "What are you looking at? May I help you with something?". I just ignored them took my home work out and put my head down.

I love all the teachers here i just hate everyone else. The teachers were always nice to me and made me happy and I loved them for that. My favorites were Mr.P, ig you could say i had t love him cause he was cool with my mom, and i dont want no problems, then there was Ms.T and Mrs.B. they were the funniest people ever. The girls always picked on Mr.T and I would laugh so hard. They were the people i looked forward to each day ever since i was younger.

After three hours of dealing with these horrible kids my mom walk in. Thankyou lord. I wanted to kill me a child. On our way home my mom asked me about my day and i told her it was good. Well it was at school just not that horrible program. I never told her that i got bullied cause i didnt want her to go crazy cause my mom loves her kids, she dont play when it comes to us. Oooops im sorry. I forgot to tell you, i have to brothers. One thats two years younger then me, Davon. And my little muckin who is four, Lamare. Me and Davon have the same mother and father yet we can't stand each other. Me and Lamare are half brother and sister and I love that boy. You mess with him you mess with me. I will kill someone over that boy. Thats my baby.

After talkin with momdukes we got home. I had a nice house. It had four floors including the basement and the attic. All our rooms and stuff were upstairs them we had the kitchen, dining room,and living room down stairs.

I went up to my room and threw my book bag. And floored on my bed. As i stared at the ceiling all i could think about was the cute boy. Dang. He its a blessing. Bless his parents for creating that boy. After ten minutes of doing that, went to go take a shower. When i came of my mom had yelled that dinner was almost ready. So i hurried up and put my jammys on and lotioned up and ran downstairs to eat. Oooo it smelled so good.

After i set the table my mom made our plates and placed them. Guess who came running down the stairs with his cute self, Lamare had ran down the hallway to the kitchen and sat by me, he was always so happy, i kissed him and was ready to say grace when the bad child came in and sat down. Mmmm i dont like that boy. I said grace and we ate, it was like heaven in my mouth i love my mom. *finishes* i put my dishes in the sink and went upstairs to brush my teeth and go to bed. When i finished i got my phone and plugged it in the charger. All i had was a facebook account so thsts what i went on. I scrolled through it, hand some laughs, snd slowly dosed off.

Lamare in the mm