Chapter 2

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Regan pov

Today I woke up red puffy eyes my head on a hunned and felt like shit. I went to my bathroom and looked for my midols but couldn't find them anywhere. Fuck my shit at? Aw it was right in my face. I took one and got right back in my bed. As fuck I forgot I got school. I got up AGAIN and picked out my outfit. I picked out my blue and white polo shirt, acid washed jeans long socks and my j's. I went down stairs to find nobody home. Wtf didnt dude say he lost his job, fuck he at its 5:00 in the morning. I looked in the fridge to find nothing to eat. I guess tis is the ghetto life.

School

When I pulled up to the school I was getting stares. Fuck y'all staring at? I mean i know I'm fine but damn give a bitch some space. I went to the office to get my schedule.

Um my name is regan, I'm new here can I get my schedule.

Uh sure, here you go!

Uhm where are these classes(gco)

????? Ay mrs. Brown sorry I'm late can I get a tardy slip.

Yeah and can you show regan her classes?!?

Naw mrs b ima b late for class.

Boy hat I say take her to class

Aight

I followed him. I couldn't help but stare at him he was dark skin nice eyes and a curly fade just like I like em.

Huh what you say

I said let me see your schedule!

Aight damn

Aw we got all the same classes.

Ok is that good?

I guess but come on.

I walked in math and all kinds of stares. Dirty ones stanky ones and just regular stares.

Teacher hum what's your name young lady.

Hum my name is regan Thompson!

Go sit next to Chris and Tupac

Ok

Wassup sexy

I looked around not knowin who he was talking to.

Me?

Yeah you my name is chris but you can call me breezy

Ok well my name is regan

Let me see your schedule

Here

We got the same schedule

Ok well I guess I'll just follow you around

Fine with me cause you sexy any way

Thanks you too BREEZY

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