chapter 2

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Chapter 2: Mia P.O.V

"Well hello Ms.Jackson, this is your 5th time later in September already, do you have an excuse this time on why your later?"

I rolled my eyes and sighed, "no Ms.Silverston but---"

"But what?"

"Well if you would have let me say what i was gunna say you would know," i mumbled to myself.

"what was that Ms.Jackson?"

"Nothing..." i blew out a long breath.

"Well Mia, here is your late pass and i will see you in the detention room at lunch, bye!"

i couldn't believe i got detention, i was supposed to tell Tre' everything on my mind! i couldn't wait to see Trisha either, i would talk to her with my fist. 

My morning classes went by in a blur and lunch came rather quickly. i didn't go to detention because i figured they wouldn't come looking for me if i didn't go to them.

"Hi ma! where were you this morning?" Sanquaisa shouted and ran and gave me a hug.

"Long story girlyy... i'll tell you later !" I replied

"There are rumors going around all morning that you broke up with Tre!"

"Nahh i didn't but i did tell him off though, imma tell his ass what i think about him now in the matter of fact."

"Girl don't use any fists because you don't wanna get suspended. Its only 2 weeks since school started and you know damn well you don't wanna get suspended now."

Sanquaisa my girl and all but she don't even act ghetto, ha momma was on crack when she gave birth to her i think. I don't know what happened but she ended up living with her grandmother and she is mad nice, its just her name that is ghetto about her. She never want me to fight, whenever i am ready to bust a cap in somebody ass, she got a excuse for me not to do it, i just feel like punching her in my face sometimes for not backing me up.

"I won't, I won't, im just gunna talk.....probably" i mumbled to myself. 

I found Tre' playing basketball and some hoe's trying to get his attention, they probably heard about me breaking up with him too....did everybody hear about us!?!

Tre' turned around as soon as when i was walking up and turned away quickly.

****************************** Tre' P.O.V

Damn i muttered to myself, why does Mia have to come over here? I wonder if shes coming to apologize, if so well i might as well play hard to get cuz' she not getting me back that easily after the way she treated me.

"Tre!" I heard her call my name, i kept on dribblin' the ball and played her no mind. i felt a sharp hand rest on my shoulder and someone spun me around.

I looked at her and turned back around to continue playing my game.

"What the fuck, Tre', don't your deaf ass hear me talking to you?" She screamed. By now everyone was facing towards the basketball court including the teachers.

"What the hell you want Mia?"

"Oh i will tell you what i want! You know that Trisha Trash you keep sleeping with and your ass keep lying about, well that bitch is pregnant wit' your baby!"

"What the fuck, that ain't my child!"

"Well hunny you are the only one she keeps going back behind and keeps sleeping with!"

"I never slept with that bitch! damn Mia..."

She stared me in the eyes and kissed me on the lips. "I bet your ass is going to miss these lips, cuz' you never getting them again, boo!" 

Everyone standing around looked at us and waiting for me to say something back, I looked around for Trisha and found her sitting on some 11th grader lap, Jason's.

"Trisha what the hell?"

She got up, and said with a worried look on her face, "what baby?"

I slapped her hand away and told her, "oh so you pregnant and didnt tell me? Who's baby is it?"

"Yours sweetie, i found out that i was pregnant 3 months ago but i didnt want to tell you so you would stop sleeping with me..." she pointed out her lip and gave me the puppy dog face. I couldn't believe she just said that, i turned around to see if anybody heard, it was just Jason.

"That is not my damn baby!" I screamed, rage taking over my body. I stomped away and went back to play basketball, when Im mad thats all i do to stop me from killing the person I had the argument with.

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