"GOT DAMN I HATE THIS LOUD ASS CLASS, DREYLN." Felisha said to me with a disgusted look on her face.
I sat in my seat with my black Chucks on and my arms folded. I had on a white crew neck that said: TRUST NONE with a fake gold chain on. I wasn't dumb enough to go to school with a real one on.
" 'lisha, the class is only loud because your bitch ass won't sit the fuck down andd you keep talking to the whole damn class." I said while glaring up to her.
Now 'Lisha's the nickname I gave to her since we met. We've been best friends since 4th grade, and once We graduate from this ghetto ass high school; we're going for UCLA. I just hope we both get scholarships, though.
I've been busting my ass off doing this so-called important homework that won't get me anywhere in life since it's pointless.
Do these niggas really need to learn more about Slavery? Do they? We got a whole school full of niggas, and they're going to assign the only white teacher in the school to teach a class about Slavery?
Ain't that some fucked up shit? I couldn't wait for the school day to be over and it just started.
Just then, Cube entered the classroom with his books and binder on his right side clutched in his hand. Of course, looking mad as ever.
Cube was already a Senior, and only had a couple more months until graduation.
He had some lady fans, I'll tell you that.
"OOHH girl, would you look at that! Yo man just walked through the door, go get him!"
Before I could say anything, she ran over to him and gave him a hug, and even tried to kiss his cheek.
Cube stopped walking when she grabbed him and tried to plant one on his face. His face turned from mad to disgusted as he tried to push back away from her.
"YO, BACK THE FUCK UP WITCHO DUCK ASS LIPS." Cube said so seriously I wanted to laugh.
He put his fingers to her forehead and pushed her away saying "Bye, Felisha."
I was trying so hard to hide my laugh as he walked toward my desk and just nodded his head my way.
I tucked my lips in so he wouldn't see my smile/laugh and nodded back.
He so saw right through that.After he walked passed my desk, I let out my laughter. Felisha walked back to our desk and sunk down in her chair with pouted lips.
We made eye contact and I just bursted out laughing again.
Mrs. Kay finally began the class English lesson. --------
20 minutes into the class I'm starting to doze off. Felisha is on her phone just grinning as usual. I got tapped on the shoulder and that jolted me up. It was some classmate who handed me a note and said it was from Cube.I turned my body to the back of the classroom and faced Cubes direction. He looked at me, Nodded, then turned his attention to the window he was sitting by.
I took the note and read it. It said:After school meet me in the gym.
I sucked my inner cheek in, nodded, and put the note in my front pocket. Felisha stopped grinning at her phone, and was instead burning holes in the side of my face. I tried to pay no attention as her face turned from smiling to angry.
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