Jordan
Yeah, I was out of line for talking to Nala like that but she deserved it. I wasn't about to sit there and let her put her hands on me.
I'm the one in the wrong for cheating on her, and lying about it. If she wasn't so fucking aggressive we could've talked it out. My temper is bad, hers is worse. She better be lucky we wasn't fighting.
I had to lie to my mom when she asked where the hole in the wall came from. The phone wasn't that much of a issue because I already had a back up.
Everything that went down last night was because of her.
The whole day at school, was filled with her trying to make me jealous. I was sitting in Ms. Fosset's boring ass English class. Nala and her best friend keep talking extra loud, I sighed dramtically, laid my head down and stared at my shoes.
"Is there something bothering you Jordan?" Ms. Fosset raised a eyebrow. Like always, all the girls stared at me in awe. "Nah, I'm good" I didn't bother to look at her.
"I'd appreciate it if you would look at me when you talk.. It's the respectful thing to do but of course you wouldn't know about that"
"Disrespectful as fuck" I heard Nala say from behind me. I ignored her comment and looked at Ms. Fosset.
"I do have manners" I said.
"No you don't" she retorted. "You gon end up in jail or dead if you keep it up"
"My belt cost more than your whole check. Broke ass bitch," I mumbled the last part to myself.
"Alright, get out of my class" she grabbed the stack of referrals to write me up.
"Fuck you and this class" I mumbled.
"What was that?" she asked.
All eyes were on me, including Nala. I couldn't act like a bitch, I had to repeat what I said.
"I said, fuck you and this class"
The class erupted in laughter as I walked out thinking of what imma say to my mom. I know my dad isn't gonna give a shit, he never does.
I sat in the principals office and listened to him talk about how I don't have time to be fucking up cause I'm a senior. All that went in one ear and out the other, I do what the fuck I want.
"Where do you see yourself after you graduate college? You are going right?" Mr. Adams asked.
"Yes, I'm going to college" I said. He smiled, but me? I just sat there and looked at him with a blank face. He cleared his throat, "Your the star basketball player here, you could do so much better than talking to Ms. Fosset the way you did. I'm suspending you for 3 days, and apologize to her"
I sighed dramatically, "Can I go now?"
"As a matter of fact, no, I'm not done talking to you" he said.
"How's your brother?" He asked with a slight grin across his face. Every body knows who my brother is and what he does, it's no secret.
I didn't say anything, I just there with my head in my hands and looked at my shoes thinking of what imma eat when I get home.
"I'm sure you get my drift in where I'm going. You don't wanna grow up and be like him do you? Just worthless" he shook his head, I looked up at him, anger surging through my body.
"At least he doing what he want, and make hella cash while he does it. You the one that's cooped up in this little ass office trying to be every bodies therapist" I said.
He chuckled, "So you support things like that?"
"I support my brother, are you done man? This lecturing shit you doing ain't working. Imma do whatever I want" I got up and dismissed myself. He kept calling my name like I was gonna turn around and talk to him, he ain't my daddy.
*
"Jordan are you serious? Suspended for 3 days? Again? You need your ass whipped" My mom scolded me.
I looked at my dad who was engaged in his phone, I rolled my eyes and looked out the car window.
"You know better Jordan, you need to work on your temper because it's not gonna get you anywhere in life" she said. I put my earphones in my ear and watched all the cars fly past us.
I know me and Nala aren't on speaking terms but I miss her. Part of me wants to talk to her, but fuck it. I'm not about to chase after no bitch.
Nala
I passed Kelia the blunt and sat next to her on the couch.
"So tell me about Jordan" she said, blowing smoke out her nose.
I rolled my eyes, "Fuck Jordan"
"That's exactly what you did" she laughed. "How was it?" she asked with a serious facial expression.
I sighed and put my head in my hands then looked at her, "Best I ever had"
"Why aren't yaw talking, I think you guys should fix it," she passed me the blunt.
"She's still fucking Monique," I said. Kelia laughed, "You never told me how you found out"
"Because I went over her house, I didn't call or text cause in my head, if I'm your girlfriend I can do that shit. So I get there and it took her a long ass time to answer the door. When she did, she barely had clothes on and she breathing all heavy. So I goes to in her room to make sure she don't got no hoe in there.
She didn't, so I went into the kitchen where she was. She smiling all hard at her phone so I snatched it. Messages between her and Monique was there, I threw her phone and I started beating her ass"
By the time I finished the story Kelia was in tears laughing. "Bitch what's funny?" I said,
"Nothing,"
I actually miss Jordan, but I'm not about to sit around and let her disrespect me.
I'm not just any bitch, I'm that bitch.
