So What If He's A Thug.

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Shane in the media

Christopher's POV

Fuck fuck fuck damn fuck me, breathe Chris breathe. 

Why i had to be so harsh of her. By the look on her face she was hurt.

And why the hell you care?

Right, I don't know. She came to check if i was ok.  I would of beat that ass if it wasn't for her. I saw her in the crowd looking at me. I didn't want her to see me like this. So i threw the hardest punch at him and knock that nigga out.

She probably afraid of me now. I done fucked up.

And you care because...

I don't! The 2 period bell rung meaning i gotta get to class. I don't cut class all day a nigga gotta learn some shit right. I got up and walk to English

When i got there, I saw her. I forgot she was in this class. If i had known i would of never came. I can't leave now cause Ms.green gone start some shit.

"Ok class, i have a special assignment for y'all." She smiled at the class. I hate that bitch. I sometimes wanna choke her ass to death.

"I'm gonna be pearing you guys up into 2, so you can work on a 3 page essay. Imma bring a hat around and you pick the topic with a partner and you write about it." She squealed. What fuck is wrong with this bitch, this ain't no damn middle school. I sighed to my self while she called out the names. I wasn't even paying attention but when i heard,

"Rose Johnson with Christopher Cruzz" My attention was caught.  Why i gotta  work with her Out of people. Her. She turns and look at me. She look back around with a frown probably because i give her a blank expression.

Then Ms. Green came and started walking around with with a hat. She stopped At me I rolled my eyes and put my hand in the hat. I pick one and took my hand out. Rose was looking at me the whole time.

Ms. Green smiled at me and she moved along. I read the little paper and it said in bold letters.

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