Newbie A Yn Story

New School

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Monday, February 8th

My alarm went off at 6:30. I woke up and went to do my hygiene thing. When I was done, I walked out and went to put on my clothes. I put on a white long sleeved crop top and black leggings. I put on some white timberlands. I put on some mascara and purple lipstick.

I grabbed my purse, phone, charger, and book bag and walked down to the lobby. I sat on the bench and waited for my manager.
(P.s The manager name is Ashley)

After a while she pulled up and beeped.

I got in the car and drove off to school.

When I got there, I went to the office and got my schedule, map, and locker number.

I walked out and looked for locker number 2016. When I got to my locker, I couldn't get it open. I was on my 5th try when this short thick Latina came up.

"Hola, want me to do it?"she said.

"Sure thanks."

I handed her my combination and she opened it.

"Thanks," I said.

"Hi, I'm Desiree. (pronounced de-zer-ray)

"Hey, I'm Yn."

"So what's your first class?"

"Uhhh... Geometry."

"Oh. Cool. I have that, too. I'll show you."

"Thanks."

She started walking down the hall and I followed.

"So where you from?"

"Detroit."

"I've heard about there. That's in Michigan right?"

"Yeap."

"Cool. That's where Dej Loaf, Eminem, and Lil George are from right?"

"Yeap."

"Cool."

Then a boy with big black curly hair ran up to Desiree.

"Hey Sis," he said.

"Wassup."

"Who's your friend?"

"This is Yn. Yn this is my brother Jacob."

"Hi," I said.

"Hey mami. So, Sis. You still coming with us to the arcade after school?"

"Yea. Wait. Yn, you want to come?"

"Er... sure."

"Great. Text your parents."

"Oh I don't have to. I live alone. They still live in Detroit."

"Omg. Really."

"Yeap."

"Ms.independent. I like," Jacob said and smiled at me.

"Well we have to get to class. See ya bro."

"Bye,sis. Bye mami."

We then walked to class. We sat in the back and talked about Detroit.

"Good morning everyone. Umm...is there a Yn Thompson in here,"the teacher said.

I raised my hand.

"Oh good. Well welcome, yn. Can you stand up and tell the class about yourself?"

Was he serious?

"Err...um...ok"I said and stood up.

"Im yn. I'm from Detroit. I'm 17. And I'm a singer and rapper."

Then sat down.

"Thank you. Now class please get out your textbooks and turn to page 567."

That class went on lazily.

After that I had AP English which is my best subject.

I walked in and door with the teacher. She gave me a notebook and told me where my seat was.

I sat down and texted my bff, waiting for class to start.

I had just sent my message, when this boy with short curly hair got in my face and said, "wassup,baby."

I gave him the stupidest face and looked back down.

"I said hey."he said.

"Ooooohk, what that mean."I said.

"That means say hi back."

"Hi"

"Thx so what's your name?"

"Not baby."

"Come on fr."

"Yn."

"Mmm nice name. That would fit perfect with mines."

"What is your name?"

"Chresanto. But call me Roc."

"Ok... Roc...Can you get out my face?"

"Damn mean much."

I just looked down and got on ig.

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