Lyric in MultimediaMarie POV
I sat quietly sat by myself. I had my earphones in my ear and read a book on wattpad. WCW by Devvon filled my ears as the bell rang signaling it was time to go to class. I got my schedule and looked at the class number. 419 I cursed under my breath realizing that I had to go up 4 flights of stairs to get to my destination.
My first class was Math. I very much dislike math but I needed it for the future. I walked up the steps and went down the hall trying to find it. I started to get frustrated because I couldn't find the class.
I saw the restroom sign and went inside. I saw a Spanish girl washing her hands. I took in her appearance noticing she had ripped dark blue jeans on with a black shirt and a gold chain that complemented her customize black and gold Nike Air Forces.
She looked at me and smiled. I furrowed my eyebrows wondering why she was smiling at me. She seems weird.
"Hi , I'm Lyric Bello. You must be new."
"I'm Marie Johnson and yes , I'm new do you know where the Biology lab class is?" She nodded.
"Yeah , I'll show you. Let me see you schedule." I handed her the white paper. She looked over it and immediately frowned "What?" I asked.
"We only have two classes together. Math and spanish. But being as though all 8th grade classes are on this floor I'll see you in the hallway" She beamed her smile and we walked out the bathroom.
We made small conversation with each other as we proceeded through the halls.
"So why are you coming so late in the year?" Lyric asked me.
"My dad got transferred from a job in California a couple weeks ago and started today so we had to move down here" I said truthfully. Her eye got wide.
"Girl you was in Cali with my husband?!"
"That depends on who your husband is"
"The one and only T-Raww" she placed her hand over her heart. I just looked and laughed. She's something else.
"Well here's your biology class."
"Thank you" I said and she walked away.
I tried to turn the knob but the door was locked. So I knocked softly. A male Teacher with glasses came to the door. I handed him my schedule.
"Welcome to biology Marie. I'm Mr. Sniper. You can take a seat at number 20." He pointed to a black lab table. At this moment all eyes was on me guessing because I'm new. The seat next to me , sat a dark skin boy. These boys in this generation are starting to look grown for their age.
He had a low cut. He had a big head but with pretty eyes and thick and full lips. He was skinny , tall and had shoe game and clothes was fresh.
I sat down. The teacher brought me like 10 papers and 2 packets. He know good got damn well I'm not going to finish this by the end of class. Plus I'm late. He started to laugh at my facial expression.
"Don't worry. I'm giving you the rest of the week to finish this. Actually just turn it in Monday." I took a sigh of relief. I grabbed the paper and started working on it. This isn't hard at all , I learned this in my old middle school.
It started to get hot so I took off my light gray jacket and put it in my backpack.
"Um Mr. Sniper?" I called. He gave me his full attention.
"Do we have lockers? This is alot to carry not mentioning my binders to" I asked.
"Yes. Um....Rasheik? " He called the boy that sat next to me.
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Long Way To Go
Random13 year old Marie moves from California to Atlanta with her father. In the middle of the school year with no friends Marie finds it to not be as half bad as she thought but quickly learns that it was going to be a long way to go. Read to find out mo...