Darion-
It was Monday so I had to get my ass up for school. Yeah I slang but I still need to get this education.I threw on some true religion all white jeans and an all white shirt with my all white high top Nike's. I threw on my gold Rolex watch and left the house at seven thirty better late than never. I hopped in my Range Rover and sped all the way across town.
Rya-
My dad brother and me moved to Miami last week. I really didn't want to leave Atlanta but it was getting too dangerous. Especially with the buissness my dad and brother were in.I really didn't want to go to school so I threw on some Nike track shorts and a black v-neck with some Nike sliders. School is not a fashion show so why dress up. I wet my curly hair and threw it in a pony tail.
I hopped in the car that I bought with my own money nothing special its just an acura. I made sure to get there early to find my class I hate walking into class late and everybody staring at me.
I parked in the student parking lot and made my way over to the counselor's office to get my schedule.
"I'm new here and I need to get my schedule?"
"Yea. She said still looking down at her paper work. you need to go down the hall to the right."
I ended up seeing this very pretty Latina women. She gave me my schedule and introduced me to her student aid and she ended up walking me to my first period.
"My name is Ashely by the way."
She said holding her hand out popping her gum. I couldn't help but laugh.
"My name is Rya." I said taking her hand in mine.
"Well we have first period fourth period and B lunch together. So well be seeing each other a lot."
"Alright that's cool I could use a friend here."
We both laughed getting so caught up in the conversation that the late bell rung... Just my luck.
Me and Ashley walked into class together. Ashley whispered something in the teachers ear then went to go sit down and left me standing there by myself.
The teacher finally got up from her chair. She stood next to me and introduced me to the class.
"Class this is Rya Johnson. She is new here so no slick comments let her at least become accustomed to this school."
Damn is it that bad? I thought before she turned to me.
" I'm Mrs Spates in this class you will be taught poetry and to speak with a higher vocabulary, you are going to college next year, right." "I plan on it." I said getting frustrated.
"Great Are there any words you mispronounce?"
"No."
"Okay have a seat there take out a piece of paper and complete the warmup."
There was an empty seat behind me and Ashley sat next to me. I looked at her and she started laughing and mouthed the words "good luck."
I was almost done with my warmup when this tall,dark handsome guy walked in the class.
Damn.
That was the only thing I was thinking. Everything about him was perfect, his tall 6 feet figure would go perfect with my 5/6 height, the way he walked,smelled just everything.
Mrs Spates stood up and asked
"Why are late Mr Smith?"
"Car trouble." He blankly said sitting right behind me.
"Well you just missed the warmup so that's minus five points. Anyway......"
She started teaching. I really wanted to talk to this bomb ass niqquah behind me but I can't get distracted so I started paying attention.
After she gave us an assignment and I started writing ASAP because it was due at the end of class. I felt a tap on my shoulder. My heart stopped oh shit. I thought.
"Can I borrow a pencil?"
I silently laughed,turned around and gave him one.
"So uhm what's your name?"
Damn daddy can you stop whispering in my ear. You makin me wet. I thought
"Were not supposed to talk Mr smith." I said trying to sound like Mrs Spates
"Well why won't you give me your number so we can continue this conversation?"
Just as I was about to say a smart remark the teacher interrupted us. Damn
The teacher asked Ashley to collect the papers,and that's when I planned on making my moves.
"So can we start with a name?" I asked turning around.
"I think we can start with a number."
I laughed at his stupid ass comment.
"My name is Rya. yours?
"My name is Darion. So how about that number"? He said getting right to the point.
I was laughing when this girl came up to him and asked him " Why didnt you call me last night"?
"Why would I call you Nicole"? He said getting mad.
She sucked her teeth. "Just to make sure you got home safe." She looked at me rolled her eyes and walked away.
Turning his attention back to me "So can I get that number?"
The bell rung
I scoffed. "Looks like you have too many already." I said getting up.
Ashley ran up behind me. "Girl what was that about"?
"Nothing much he just wanted to know my name." I said dismissing the subject
"Okay then see you at lunch!"
The rest of the day went by fast and thank god. Four niqquah's tried spit game on me. They were cute but just not my type.
I was kinda feeling Darion until this girl walked up like she was his b*tch or something.
I went home took a shower, did my homework while listening to The Weeknd and since I was alone as usual so I ate a cup of noodle. I got my clothes out for the next day and went to bed. I had a long day ahead for tommorow.
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