Missy Attitude

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Missy

"Expulsion? Don't you think that's a bit extreme, Mr. Wheeler."

I looked at a random picture in Wheeler's office as my father spoke. I hated that I was even in this position right now. Shit, I'm supposed to be on my way to damn Spelman for crying out loud.

"Mr. Alexander, Melissa has been a problem since she got to Lemont. This is the final strike. I cannot have her throwing a temper tantrum everytime something bothers her."

"But he put my shit online! Why isn't his ass in tr--"

"Missy, be quiet!" My father snapped. I sat back with my arms crossed and rolled my eyes. I wanted to slap both of these niggas right now.

"Look, Missy makes a valid point. Kenneth put personal pictures of her online and he's not in your office right now. What he did is cyber bullying. What is his punishment?"

I waited along with my father to hear what Wheeler ol' dingy looking ass had to say.

"We've given Kenneth a 4 game suspension from playing basketball and a two week school suspension."

I smacked my teeth. "The fuck is a 4 game suspension going to do...he's a bench warmer anyway."

"Melissa!"

I got up and stormed out, not giving a fuck at the moment. I only have 6 months left of this high school shit and I'd gladly do online schooling to finish.

"Missy, babe. Slow down!"

The voice I heard from behind me was Don, but I was too embarrassed to look at him. He probably even didn't look at me the same anymore because of thoses pictures.

"I know you heard me," Don whispered when finally catching up and wrapping his arms around my waist from behind. I just sighed deeply, still looking off into space.

"Melissa..." he said softly before placing a kiss on my neck. "Look at me, please."

I turned to face him and he cracked a smile while pulling into a hug. "Smile for me, lil baby." I furiously shook my head.

"No," I groaned.

Donovan tickled me in response and I couldn't help but to smirk a bit. "Don, stop!" I whined a loud.

"There it is.." he said when he saw me break.

"Aren't you supposed to be in class right now?" I questioned him with a hand on my hip.

"It can wait. I had to check on you. Are you okay?" Don caressed my cheek with one of his hands and placed another kiss on my temple.

I just shrugged it off. Honestly, at the moment I was just numb. The entire incident just caught me off-guard. Donovan sucked his teeth in reply.

"Stop that. I know you're a hard ass, but around me you don't have to do that."

I looked down and contemplated on asking him what I really wanted to know. "Speak up, Missy. I know you wanna say something," it was like he was reading my mind.

"Did you see...you know," I alluded to the pictures, hoping that he wouldn't make me say it.

"Yeah, I did."

"And?" I asked with my forehead crinkled up.

"You're beautiful with your clothes on, off or even with that ugly ass bonnet you wear when we on facetime. I just have one question."

"What?"

"Why though? I could tell that you were uncomfortable with taking them by how your poses looked. That's not your natural element, lil baby."