[ Christina's POV ]
My name is Chris. Yes Chris. If you call me Christina .... That ass is grass. My parents abandoned me when I was in the 6th grade . Ever since then I was in a group home . And ever since then , I've built this careless attitude including no feelings.While I was in the 9th grade my aunt and uncle took me into their household. It's nice and all but it doesn't feel like home ... I guess .. Anyways . I'm a sophomore now . I missed the first week of school because I had to get settled in. I go to school tomorrow . It's 10:49 PM . Lemme just go to sleep .
[ The Next Day ]
( 7 : 00 AM )
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
I groaned as I hit my alarm to shut it off . I literally rolled out of bed and hit the floor.
"Damn,hard ass floor" I thought to myself. I jogged to take my shower. 30 minutes later I was done . I wrapped the towel around my body as I let the steam from the bathroom circulate in my room . I went to my walk-in closet and pulled out my camo-pants and a hoodie that I cut up so it'll show my belly. it's was Black so I just put on my Red, white , and black Bred 11's. I threw on my red "OBEY" beanie . And headed out to my car . Yes yes I can drive damn . Anyways I followed the directions to the school , parked my car and went straight to the main office.
"Uh excuse me I need a schedule and shit" I said to the lady at the front counter.
"Excuse me, watch your mouth young lady!" She exclaimed.
"Look lady, I just came here for a fucking schedule , I don't need your damn attitude. My name is Chris , nice to meet you." I said. Obviously getting aggravated. Like damn, I don't need people to tell me what to do. Eventually she gave me my schedule. I walked out the office with my head down when I bumped into someone.
"Oops, I'm sorry" the person said. I still didn't look up. I just replied with a "Fuck outta my damn way. Shit." I kept walking with my head down. I lifted it up because my neck was hurting. I saw that I was in front of my locker . Number 24 . top locker . Hell yes. Someone's locker was on the bottom of mines so when they squatted down they bumped my leg.
"Sorry"
"Nah, you need to watch where the fuck you going. Wassup with y'all niggas here? Do y'all not pay attention. Damn"
I was on my last code number until someone pushed my shoulder.
"Excuse me but I don't like the way you are talking to my boyfriend"
I looked over my shoulder and saw a girl.
Is she serious?
"Ask me do I give a fuck tho? His two-braided ass should've been watching where he was going"
"Okay but that doesn't give you the right to talk to him any kind of way"
"How about this, fuck you and your boyfriend"
I FINALLY got my locker to open I threw the sheet in there that had my combination on it, then the bitch closed it.
"You have a fucked up attitude"
"Bitch I give no fucks, I know you're about to open my damn locker back up tho"
By now a crowd started to form. I guess that hyped her cause she pushed me. Her boyfriend was still squatted down at his locker so I politely dragged her over him causing them both to fall. I hovered over her about to punch her but..
"You're not even worth it bro. Don't fuck with me no more." I said. They both nodded, I went to my first class. It wasn't filled with students yet.
"Hey! You must be the new student?" The teacher asked me.. She seemed excited.
"Uh yea, why you asking?"
"Well I want you to introduce yourself to the class when they all come in."
I groaned. I don't like people at all so what the heck?
Just then everyone dragged themselves in the class. I seen that two-braided nigga with a boy with a fro.
"Yo Ray! Ain't that the girl wh-" the boy with a fro said but the two-braided kid cut him off .
"Don't speak of it" he said as they took their seats along with the rest of the class.
"Ok class we have a new student. Christi-" I cut her off so damn quick I almost slapped this bitch.
"Uh uh. That ain't my name. It's Chris." I stated. She cleared her throat . The class just looked at me wide-eyed.
"Well um Chris... Tell the class about yourself"
"Gladly, I don't like people so don't try to be my friend , don't communicate with me , don't even look my way or I will hurt your feelings badly." I smiled as I said that. "Am I done here? Can I go sit down Mrs.... Well I didn't get your name and I really don't care." The whole class gasped. I just went to the back and sat down.
[ Skips to lunch ]
As I walked to lunch the smell disgusted me. I don't like to eat at school ever since I was little . I just grabbed an apple and a water bottle and made my way to an empty table.
As I was walking I noticed I got stares.
"Damn what the fuck y'all looking at? Can I have my face back? Shit" I yelled. And everyone just looked back at their table and started whispering. I noticed that two braided kid at a table with like 7 other people yea the Afro kid was there too. I walked pass them and sat an empty table . I ate my apple and blared "My Nigga Featuring Young Jeezy and Rich Homie Quan - YG " I put my head phones in and started rapping .
" said that imma ride for my m**fucking niggas
Most likely imma die with my finger on the trigger
I've been grinding outside all day with my niggas
And I ain't going in unless I'm with my niggas
My nigga my nigga"
Then someone snatched the headphones out of my ears. I looked up so quick.
"Hey, I'm Craig" he said. He had a low haircut and his hair was blonde. He had a football jersey on indicating that he was a jock.
"Hello , I'm I don't give a fuck . Don't touch my fucking headphones again." I said as I put my headphones in. I was about to walk away then he grabbed my arm.
"Nigga you better let go of my arm if you know what's good for you."
He laughed .
"What are you even gone do? I'm twice your size"
Just then I punched him in the face making his nose bleed. He screamed in pain and everyone looked our way. I snatched my arm out of his grip . And walked out of the lunchroom. I was immediately called to the office.
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Careless ( A Mindless Behavior story )
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