The Next Day
It was a little odd not having anything to do. No homework or no chores to do. I don't want to go over to Kaitlyn's again; she might get annoyed. I stayed in my room and watched YouTube videos.
I am so stressed out. Within one night two 'stress pimples' formed on my forehead. This morning I was woken up by my parents arguing over petty stuff. To be honest, I don't even think that my dad cares about me anymore. He doesn't come in my room and ask about my day anymore, and when I speak to him he just ignores me. What did I do?
And this whole Troy incident is really bothering me. Now everyone thinks I'm a hoe. I could've told everyone about how he almost raped me but I didn't. Troy needs help.
I need to find a hobby or something to keep me busy. I can't stay in the house watching videos, eat junk, and getting fat. I need to find something to do.
Monday
" You're so damn selfish Claudia" my dad raised his voice.
" I know we can't afford for me to miss a day but I don't feel good" she held her forehead. My dad shook his head and grabbed his coat.
" Bye mom, Bye dad!" I semi yelled from the front door.
" Bye honey, have a good day" my mom responded, no response from my dad.
I walked outside and started walking to the bus stop. As I walked, a jeep pulled up beside me and honked the horn. I look over and see Damien. I walked over and got in the truck.
" Thank you" I said as he drove off.
" No problem" he smiled then flashed a smile. He turned up his music and continue to drive.
We arrived at the school and expecting him to go another way, he remained by my side. We walked in the school and made our way through the crowd.
" What are you about to do?" He asked me.
" Well, I was planning on going to class early." I replied
" Since I don't have nothing else to do, I'll walk with you" his response kinda threw me off.
" Uh, okay" we walked around the corner and went upstairs. As we walked, two girl came up to him.
" Hey Damien! Haven't seen you in a while" a girl with bright red hair hugged him
" Yeah" Damien seemed a little annoyed.
" So Damien, what have you been up to?" The other girl with long jet black hair asked. She had one deep dimple in her cheek.
" Nothing"
" Why are you being so dry? You acting like you don't know us or something." The redhead looked at Damien then at me. She had a grim face.
" Oh, I see why." She nudged the other girl. "Hit us up when you're done talking to basic bitches." They both walked away.
I was kinda confused. I looked at him for some clarification but he just exhaled loudly and shook his head. We walked into Mrs.Guig class and we sat down.
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General FictionJustine Wells comes from a wealthy family that lives in Bel Air. Everything is perfect except her school; bullying happened everyday since pre-k. Justine, one of the only ten black students that attends her school, feels like she doesn't belong. Aft...