New School

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~Zya's pov~
Wassup my names Zya Amarie Hernandez 💓 I'm from Compton but just moved to downtown of New
Orleans 😪 well I guess this a new start for me hopefully I'm 4'11 , very small but has a average butt 😊 & don't even ask if I have a chest 😂 it's missing, but I'm a very laid back person until you decide to pick with me I have a bad temper but my mother is a drug addict and my father abuses me up to every night actually .. Also my brother died from cancer 1 or 2 years ago but I love singing one day I hope to make it far but I'll catch up with yall🤘🏽 I'm Finna sleep

~Next Morning~
I woke up around 6:30 before my "father" could even wake me up 🙄. I basically crawled out the bed 😂 a nigga tired I went to the bathroom & took a 35 min shower & did my hygienes , I got dressed (outfit in media) grabbed my backpack , phone and earphones & headed out the door before my momma or dad woke up. I walked to the school that I got registered to yesterday. I walked inside the school and got whistles and stares from thirsty niggas 😒 & looks from some girls but who cares 😂 they just mad , I walked into the office to the front desk
Me: I'm here for my schedule..
Desk lady: you must be Zya Hernandez?
Me: yeah
Desk lady: *puts the schedule on the desk* I hope you enjoy ya day
Me: *grabs the schedule* thank ya you too
As I'm walking down the hallway in search of my class omgosh I'm lost asf bro 😂😭 I'm probably looking retarted asl 🙄 as I'm looking down I bumped into a wall as I thought I looked up omgosh this nigga hea good lord bless his DNA his lips were a plump pink, caramel skin, ooo that shirt is doing wonders I can see his muscles 😩 then that curly hair I could just attack him as I step out of my daze
???: "Sorry Ma, you new hea ? Ion Neva seen you round hea *helps ha up*
Me: "*yeah & it's smooth I needa watch where I'm going anyways *laughs*"
???: "ya mind telling me your name?"
Me: "Zya yours?"
???: "August ya need help to your classes?"
Me: " Uhhh yeah something like that"
August: "Ight lemme see ya schedule"
*gets her schedule* "you got all of your classes with me I'll show ya around"
Me: Yess lord "okay"
We talked and got to know eachother a little then we stopped and walked into I'm guessing our first period
Teacher: "August why you late?"
August: "same reason to why ya weave stiff, looks like we both don't got a answer to the questions" *goes to the back and sits down*
The class erupts in laughter
Teacher: *rolls eyes* "Anthony you have detention"
August: "mane don't be calling my real name out tha Feds prolly looking fa me"
Teacher: "ughh" *looks at zya* "you must be the new student welcome to my class I'm Mrs, Galbert you can have a seat next to Nyla, Nyla raise your hand"
Me: a girl raised her hand im guessing she's Nyla *i walked towards her getting stares from the other classmates, I sit down in my seat & watch the teacher*
Nyla: "wassup I'm Nyla of course what's ya name?"
Me: "Zya"
Nyla: "cool you..
She gets interrupted by This girl
???: "you need to stay away from my man" *looks at Zya with a stank look*
Me: "Who is ya man"
???: "Anthony"
Me: "look ion want ya man he helped me to class"
???: "like I said hoe stay away from my man or there's gonna be problems and you don't want none from me ugly ass bitch"
Me: *gets up and punches her in the jaw* "and whatchu Betta do is respect me im not with the name calling stuff my name Zya if he was ya man why he worried bout me? So you tell ya man to stay from me"
Nyla: "ooo yaaaas I likes you girl don't nobody just stand up to her cause she popular or sum what but Idgaf she won't disrespect me"
Me: "I don't like that disrespect from where I'm from ya get rocked"
Mrs Galbert: "Zya get your things and go to the office"
I get up and walk out to the office and they telling me I'm suspended just fa punching her they got me messed up 😒 I just got my things and walked out

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Y'all this is the first book for me to ever write.. Sooo please help me and tell me if I doing anything wrong 😅.. Hopefully I will get better tell me
if I'm doing something wrong.

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