Nala
"Alright class, today we're going to be working on a project. I'm going to assign everyones partner so there won't be any complications" Ms. Fossett said.
I rolled my eyes and looked across the room, last night I barely got to sleep because my mom and dad kept arguing all night.
I laid my head down, "Jordan and Nala" Ms. Fossett said.
I didn't wanna make a big deal out of it,
When I smelled cologne I knew it was Jordan, I looked up and met eyes with Jordan. She had her hands folded in front of her while she stared in my eyes.
"The fuck are you looking at?" I said with a attitude.
"You," she responded
"You must wanna get your ass beat again" I threatened
"Shut the fuck up, you not gon do shit" she said in response.
"Where's Monique?" I said, trying to make her mad.
"You still mad about that shit? Man, stop being a dumb ass bitch all the fucking time and you would see that I actually like you" she said,
"So this is how you show somebody you like them?" I rolled my eyes, "Jordan, you are a ass hole. Fucking disrespectful, you think everybody supposed to bow down to you"
"That's how shit been going since I was born, it's gon remain that way" she said.
"I hate you" I said, getting up out of my seat and walking towards the door. Jordan got up and followed after me,
I opened the door to the girls bathroom and locked myself in the stall.
"Nala... Why you being childish? I'm trynna talk to your stuck up ass" she said.
I opened the stall door and looked at her. How could she call me stuck up after she just told me she expected everyone to bow down to her?
"You don't know shit about me Jordan," I said, pointing a finger in her face.
"I know you stubborn as fuck, and that you don't wanna fuck with me cause you don't want your heart to get broke" she said.
She said that like it wasn't a good reason for me not to fuck wit her. I folded my arms over my chest and looked at her.
"Why you always do that? You so fucking guarded you can't even see that the feelings I got for you is real," she said.
"What feelings Jordan? You don't know what those are? Why do you keep trying to tell me you like me when you don't? Stop saying that shit" she grabbed my hand and looked me in my eyes,
"So you don't want to be my girlfriend anymore?" she asked,
"When was I ever your girlfriend Jordan? Your selfish as fuck,"
With her perfect ass family, why would she wanna fuck with a girl like me? She doesn't know about the shit I go through at home, all she's interested in is fucking.
"You won't tell me anything about you, it's like you got these walls up. I'm trying to talk to you," she said,
"I don't want to talk to you, just like I don't want to be your girlfriend Jordan. So get the fuck away from me and don't ever speak to me again, lose my number too"
I snatched my hands away and looked her in her eyes before walking away. She looked hurt, but I don't give a fuck. She certainly didn't give a fuck when she was all in Monique pussy so why should I care now?
