Love Robbery

Travis

The next day at school, I told Nikki what happened.

"So he just left everything."

"Yeah. What kind of robber does that?" I was still thinking about it. I just can't stop.

Travis Pov.
I walked in the office and got my schedule.
"Uhh can I have my schedule?" The lady scoffs

"Name?"

"Travis Williams." The lady prints out the paper and hands it to me. Before I take it from her, she pulls it away.

"Next time it's May I?" She gives it back to me and I walk out. I could've sworn before I left she said 'Hoodrat.' Stupid bitch could get her shit rocked.

I walked to my locker and made sure it opened. Hmm. It didn't open at my old school. Gum kept it shut. I walk to the period that was first. When I walked in the whole class became silent.

"Well hello. Who are you?"

"Travis Williams." I said to him then turned to the class. I noticed it was separated. Whites on one side and the blacks on the other." Yo, you sure this is Chemistry or History. Cause this look segregated." I heard someone laugh and I look to see who it is.

I couldn't believe my eyes.

"Just find anywhere to sit." The teacher said impatiently. I didn't take my eyes off of her as I said down the the middle. I watch her turn pink color. Damn ma.

"Aye, I'd keep my eyes off her if I was you, stupid." This Asain girl with braid said with a smirk.

"Aye. I don't know who the fuck you calling stupid. Stupid."

"Nah I'm just playing. You buggin." I just shake my head. "I'm Trinity but my nick name Trini. I got you if you need help around here a'ight?"

"Yeah. Thanks." I look back at the girl who laughed at my comment. She looks back and I look away. I'm so stupid.

After class was over. I seen the next room I was heading to what TRP4. What the fuck? I thought rooms was only supposed to have numbers only.

"Aye uhh Trinity". I caught her right before she was boutta leave.

"Wassup?"

"Where is TRP4?"

"I got you fam." She said as she led me outside. We started walking to the room. " so Wasgud with you and that girl you was looking at?"

"Psh what? Why you in business for?"

"Yo chill out. It was just question." I shrug my shoulders.

"Aye what you meant by stay away from her."

"Cause she stupid rich. She hates people like us. She could lock anyone of us up just by snapping her fingers."

"People like us? I'm not apart of no us nigga."

"Where you live?" I look at her in confusion. " I bet you like on Vermont street." I stare deeper in confusion. "Us." She says as she proves her point.