.~Camara~
"If you don't get your scrawny ass down here before the damn bus come I'm gonna have to snatch your ass!" I hated when my mom would yell at me to come down the stairs. She was such an annoying bitch in the morning. She only did it because me getting an education means a lot to her since she didn't get a chance to finish. She had me in her freshmen year of college. Even though it wasn't planned or intended. Some dickhead raped her at a party and that's how I was born. Sad story I suppose.
"Camara damn it!" She yelled again.
"Mom calm down! I'm coming. I'm not going to school with ratchet hair!" I yelled down the stairs before slamming my bedroom door again. I plugged in my hair curler and waited for it to warm up. I had about 20 minutes left to get ready and eat. By the time I was done, I had 15 minutes to spare. I grabbed my book bag and ballet bag from the corner and rushed downstairs.
"Finally!" She said as she set her coffee mug down on the counter.
"I had to at least attempt to look nice for my first day of being a senior"
"And it takes damn well nearly an hour and a half plus some?"
"Yes mom" I said as a I poured some cereal into the bowl then got some milk.
"Lawd how mercy Camara. Anyways have a good day at school. See you tonight" She kissed my forehead then went over to Darnell to kiss him. "Bye Baby I love you"
"Love you too" He said with a grin before slapping her on the ass. She jumped and shook her head with a smile. I really can't stand him. He such a fake ass nigga.
"You about done eating?"
"i just started...so what the fuck are you talking about?" He got up from his seat and came over to mine. He hovered over me like a giant tower. My personal space was being invaded. He then pulled up a chair next to me.
"You better watch your fucking mouth you bitch" He slapped me and it stung. I held my cheek and gave him an evil look. "Now give me a kiss"
"Fuck no you perverted dick!" I said as I slammed my fist onto the small wooden table. It shook my orange juice as well as the milk in the cereal bowl. He just looked at me and laughed. I felt his hands rub up and down my legs. I pushed them away. "Stop touching me!"
"You know you love it Camara. Stop acting like that" He reached over to the other side of the table for his bottle of 40 that I knew he has been drinking. He was already half drunk. I felt his hand get closer towards my inner thighs. I pushed him away and got up to get my book bag.
"My bus will be here in 3 minutes"
"And we have some time for some four play" He pushed me against the counter and picked me up, sitting me on top of it. He moved in for a kiss and I just kicked him right in the balls. He fell to the ground and I instantly hopped off the counter nearly running to the bus when it arrived. I got inside and began to breath heavily.
I sat next to my friend Priscilla still taking deep breaths. She looked over at me with a confused look. I leaned my head back onto the seat. I didn't want to go home after ballet practice but had to. My mom would get worried about me and instantly call the police.
"Yo Girl! What the hell is your problem?"
"What you mean?"
"Your breathing heavy"
"i just ran to the bus. I didn't want to miss it"
"Girl please. The damn bus came after you did. What really happened?"
"Darnell..."
"He tried to touch you again? That fucking bastard"
"Yeah but it's ok. I'm fine"
"Nah you need to convince your mom to dump his sorry ass"
"She won't. She loves him Priscilla, and he helps pays the bills that she can't afford to pay alone. Along with my dance classes"
"Well she a damn fool for that. but If you want, you can stay over my house"
"I can't leave my home with him. I fear for her life sometimes." I said with a small sigh. I sat back and relaxed a bit. My muscles were all tensed up. I hated the fact that whenever he had a chance, he would take advantage of me. Sometimes I would just like him to be dead.
The bus then came to a complete stop and we were finally at school. I got out and Priscilla followed in behind me. It was even more crowded than I remebered. Everyone is trying to transfer to this school. They gonna have to expand it or something. It can only fit so many. I walked in the entrance and there was a line of metal detectors before you can even get to the main hallway.
"Here we go again" Priscilla said before putting her coach purse into the bin nearby and taking off all her jewelry she had on.
I did the same when I went to one next to hers. I set my book bag in the bin and they immediately checked it. I had nothing to hide so he pushed it to the side after I walked through the detector. I met up with her again and we went to our usual lockers.
"Can't wait for this fucking school year to end. Hate this damn school"
"What you going to do after we graduate?"
"Go to beauty school. I love doing hair so I'm going to become a hairtsylist. What about you?"
"I want to become a professional ballet dancer."
"Do they even make a lot of money?"
"Do hairtsylist?" I asked while opening my locker. She gave me a look before continuing to put her books inside it. "You know I didn't mean to sound like a smart ass"
"Sure ya did'nt. See ya around" She slammed her locker shut and I felt bad. I always happened to open my big mouth and what I say comes out wrong. I sighed and closed mine. The bell rang and it was time to go homeroom. Once again I had Old Ms. Haggard as my teacher. I walked inside and looked around for some front seats but they were all taking of course.
I had to sit in the back by the window again where the desk was covered with writing and graffitti. I set my book bag down on the side of my chair and looked up at the clock. I just wanted to get out of here. The bell rung and Old Ms. Haggard came in here as slow as a fucking snail.
"Good Morning Class." She said as she looked down at her clipboard of papers. She adjusted her glasses and squinted a bit at them. "Ah I see we have a new student. Please rise young man"
A guy next to me that I have never seen before in my three years of coming here rose from his seat. he had what looked like a zillion tattoos on his body and his facial expression was unwelcoming too.
"Tell us who your name" Old Ms. Haggard asked in her raspy voice.
He looked around at the whole class and tilted his hat some more to cover his eyes. From what I've seen he looked like he had been smoking some weed before he came to class.
"My name Adarius" He said in a low voice before sitting down again.
"Eevryone welcome Adarius to our classroom"
"Welcome Adarius" The whole class said in unison like we were some kind of AAA group. I took a quick glance over at him before looking back. Not my type of guy to be around. He looks like trouble.
