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I turned off my Walkman before heading into class. Lord knows I ain't wanna hear Ms.Rosewood's mouth.

I also didn't wanna turn it off because I knew what was coming.

All this talk about my size.

I been in this school for 3 years, you would think these cats would ease up off me, but everyday I walk in it's like "damn, this girl is big." As if I didn't know that. As if their mamas wasn't bigger than me.

I was never ashamed of myself... I mean, I love to get grub on but I just hated the fact that people always had something to say like they got paid to do it.

I stuffed my Walkman into my Jansport bookbag and headed in.

"Ah, shit.. here go the whale." I heard Eric, the popular kid, speak.

I looked at him.

"How about you do something with your hair before coming at me. Over here lookin like you got a raccoon sleeping on ya head." I responded.

"Oooohhhh." The whole class cooed.

Eric clenched his jaws, I knew I had just embarrassed him and I knew I had just fucked up.

"Atleast with this hair, I still got me some hoochies. Yo swoll behind couldn't pull a bum on 125th street!" Eric cackled, and gave his man a high five.

"Eric... That's enough. Monika, go sit down and stop entertaining this boy." Ms.Rosewood spoke up.

I rolled my eyes and went to my seat all the way in the back, where I liked it.

I noticed my homegirl Kadijah knocked out on the desk. She must've had a long night.

"Girl wake yo ass up!" I said as I took out my notebook and pencil and began to sketch.

"I'm up, but I'm so fucking tired. I ain't hit my bed till 4 this morning. Rodney had me all over the place yesterday. " She spoke on her grown man of a boyfriend.

A paper ball flew right past my head and I immediately shot a look at Eric's nappy headed ass.

He flicked his hand under his chin, indicating a childish "fuck you".

I shook my head and went back to drawing.

"Eric gets on my goddamn nerves." I hissed.

"That's cause that fool probably likes you and he don't know how to act." Kadijah sat up and rested her head on her hand.

"Ew. No thanks. You couldn't pay me to give that busta a chance."

Dijah laughed.

"Okay class, settle down. We have a new student joining us today and..."

Blah. Blah. Blah.

I didn't care for who Ms. Rosewood was introducing, because I was sure they wouldn't have any impact on me.

Kadijah was the only person I cared about in this school, everyone else was just a mere passing face.

I do feel sorry for the sucka that transferred here, though. Don't nothing  or nobody good come from Cooley high...(with the exception of me and Dijah of course).

"Girl..." Kadijah tapped me.

"What?" I said without looking up.

"That boy is too fine! Look!" Her tapping increased.

"What that matter to me? I don't care about no damn boy. He's only gonna be like the rest of these cats in here. I'm straight."

"Shiettttt. Suit yourself." She fell back.

"He's so cute." I heard another girl say.

"His name is tight! Sounding like a prince from Egypt..."

"Eric, boo. You got some competition."

The talk of the kid just flooded my ears and I had no choice but to look up and see who it was for myself.

Well, damn.

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Monika in M/M (yours truly) 😌

Andddd don't worry the story is gonna pick up. This is just the beginning. Bear with me, y'all!

A.D.❤️