Daijah was fuming. The nerve of this dude. After ignoring all her calls he was still alive. She could not believe it. After all the words he whispered to her, the life they imagined together in Tokyo. The dinners she spent o--
"Daijah, I asked you a question. Now please answer" Miss Francisco said clearly agitated Daijah was not paying attention. "I asked, why did Romeo feel the need to chase after Juliet even though he knew how much trouble and hate he would get from his family" she re-asked calmley.
"Well Miss Fran, Unlike most guys Romeo knew how powerful love can be and unlike most guys he wasn't a bitch like the guys nowadays, like atleast he died a passionate death! niggas nowadays will get shorty pregnant and be mad she wants to keep it, as if to say it doesn't take 2 to tangle. Men of our generation are not shit, they re conniving imbeciles, wankers" Daijah replied almost screaming to the top of her lungs. The whole class was quiet in awe.
"Ok Mr Parker in my class I give my artists free expression. You can say and do what ever you want in this class, well not everything you want to do but you get the point" Miss Fran said.
"Yes miss Francisco" Sam replied astonished he has never heard cuss words come out of Daijahs mouth.
The class ended early because of an assembly. As Daijah and Stephanie walked down the hallway Sam called after Daijah.
"Daijah!!!!, Cmere yo" He shouted.
"Fuck you and fuck who birthed you young" Daijah replied
"Damn Daijah, your speaking ebonics?? what has got into you" Stephanie replied shocked remembering how his friend never spoke slang let alone curse.
"Yo save me a seat love, imma be there soon ok" Daijah said as Stephanie walked into the assembly. Daijah rolled her eyes as Sam caught up with her.
"Bae" Sam said
"Nigga you got some nerve to call me bae, after leaving me hanging for how long?" Daijah asked.
"I was scared young" Sam replied
"Scared, SCARED, SCARED OF WHAT" Daijah replied screaming
"Yo chill out, why don't I come over after school. Ill explain everything. I promise" He said looking at Daijah in her eyes. Her face softened.
"Nah, nigga fuck you" She replied and walked away. Sam, angry he shouted.
"ARGH!"
"what's wrong hun" A cute brown skinned girl replied. She kind of reminded Sam of Jourdan Dunn.
"Nu'n man, im chillin" He said still iritated.
"Well why don't you come sit with me, your new right? Ill be your friend" She winked.
"Aite whats your name?" He asked smiling
"Oh my name is Monica but you can call me Moe" She gazed back meeting and matching his smile
"Aite I'm Sam" As they walked in together laughing and smiling Daijah got instantly mad looking at them.
"That bitch" she whispered. She thought
Maaannnn, I knew Monica's stank dusty ass would try and get him. WHY THE HELL everytime I 'm attracted to someone she tried to talk to them too. Damn, she an only child i dont know why she liked sharing.
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Mistaken Love
Teen FictionAn interacial love between 2 high school juniors. Not only do they have to battle their own drama. The city their from don't want them be together, will their love triumph the hate?
