Elizabeth ^🙄
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A Couple Of Weeks Later
It's Sunday and me, my mom, and my dad is sitting around the dining room table eating lasagna.
" So, Justine, are you still applying for colleges?" My mom asked
" I stopped looking after we moved but I'll start immediately. And-" I pulled out my interim and handed it to my dad
" All A's once again" They smiled as they both reviewed it.
" Thank you for staying on top of your grades and staying out of trouble Justine. I really appreciate it" My mom slowly stood up holding her pregnant stomach and walked over to me.
" Stay focused baby girl" she hugged me tightly and grabbed my empty plate.
" You two go on upstairs, I'll clean up" she begin to pick up the plates
" I got it" my dad grabbed the plates from her hand. " You need more rest than me" he kissed her cheek and started cleaning up.
It's good to see my parents not arguing, it's starting to feel like it used to.
I walked upstairs and took a shower. I slipped into my black leggings and white tank top. I braided some straight backs in my hair and dozed off.
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I woke up to my phone ringing. It was Damien.
" Hello" I sat up rubbing my eyes
" Hey, can you come over right now?" He responded in a low raspy voice
I look over at my clock on the wall and it 1:34.
" Damien, it is 1 in the morning" I said
" Yeah, I know, but I wanna see you. Get some clothes for tomorrow and come thru"
I hesitated. How am I going to sneak out the house?
" Do you wanna see me badly?" I asked hoping he said no
" Justine stop playing around and get yo ass over here"
I bit my lip thinking about it.
" Can you....come over my house?" I asked
" Yeah, I can be over there in 5"
" Okay, uh let me know when your around the corner so I can let you in"
" Okay, see ya" he hung up
What am I supposed to do now??
I jumped up and paced back and forth. Maybe I can get him in the back door. Once we're in I can sneak him up the stairs, but those damn stairs are noisy as hell!
I jogged over to my door and opened it. I looked down the hallway and peeped at my parents door. It was closed.
Usually they leave the door opened when they are still up, so this is a good thing.
- Almost there
He got here fast
-Go to the back
I opened my door, thank god my door isn't squeaky, and tipped toed down the stairs. I walked to the back door and waited for his text or call.
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Who You Are
General FictionJustine Wells comes from a wealthy family that lives in Bel Air. Everything is perfect except her school; bullying happened everyday since pre-k. Justine, one of the only ten black students that attends her school, feels like she doesn't belong. Aft...
