"Errbody take your fucking seats I don't have time for ya'll." Mr. Carter ole hubba bubba lip ass get on my nerves with his rude ass.
"Hurry up so I can take attendance." Bodies started moving faster as everybody found a seat.
I sit in the back next to this girl with short black hair that stopped at her shoulders. She ain't have no fucking bra on either.
I swear freshman and sophomore year I ain't see nun of these people before.
"'Ello you starin' too hard boo." She said as her accent flowed from her mouth smoothly. "'Elllllo bih da fuck you starin' at?"
"My bad but you ain't got no bra on." I ain't take my eyes off her pierced nipples the whole time. She snapped her fingers in my face. The fuck bitch, I'm not a dog.
"Don't you tink I kno' dat bih." Her attention went back to her phone as Mr. Carter continued attendance.
"Robyn Fenty." The girl with no bra sitting next to me glanced up from her phone. She slowly raised her middle finger. "Back at you Fenty."
Well I'm not the only one who hates this fuckboy teacher.
"Ugly boy Flacko I mean Rocky." The class burst into giggles.
"Hubba bubba lip ass niggah." Rocky barked back Mr. Carter laughed. I was just thinking that. He continued going down the list. Why is he moving so fucking slow?
"Erica Mena." The door opened and some girl and a gay looking boy walked in. Damn she fine asf. "Here."
"You're late asf Mena don't let it happen again." She nodded and turned her attention back to her conversation with French and Tyga. How she know them and I not know her?
"Cynthia Santana." I let out a deep sigh looking up at this nigga.
"How you gone rush errbody to sit down and shit then take fucking five ever to call attendance bih." The class burst into more giggles and ohs.
"Get out my class Santana. "
"Deuces." Robyn high fived me before walking out behind me. Well at least I know she gives no fucks.
"Such a smart ass back dere Santana. Didn't kno' you had it in you." That's cause we don't know each other dumbass. She kept walking down the hall. Where the fuck she going?
"Aye?" She turned around slowly motioning for me to follow her. That's what I thought. "Where we going?"
"You smoke?"
"Depends you got that fire?" She stale faced me grabbing my wrist leading me out to the football field. We walked across it to the parking lot where nobody parked but a few cars.
Which was far away from the fucking football field. We got to her car and we got in. I'm sweating and shit, it's hot. "Why the fuck did you park so far with all them damn parking spaces over there."
"So we can do this lil niggaroach." Did she just call me a niggaroach? She lit the blunt in her hand taking a deep pull from it before passing it to me.
Fifteen minutes later my eyes are hella tight and we hear the bell ring. We walked back to the campus every person we see she knows.
"So what's up with that girl Erica?" I questioned as we finally approached my locker.
"She fine huh?" Took the words right out of my mouth but I'm not gonna tell her that.
"She ight I guess."
"You know she fine don't lie. I would have been down them panties." She licked her top lip.
"Then why aren't you?"
