• Darius' P.O.V •
That baby ain't mines.
Alexis sleeps around, it can't be, but if it is mine then of course I'm finna take care of it. That don't mean Lex and I have to be together, it just means imma be there for my child.
I know I blew Mo off and all but I like her. Why wouldn't I ? Shes thick as hell and bad as fuck. Today imma try an apologize for what I did.
"Yo Dee where you goin?" Chris asks me.
"Ms.Wilson's dumbass."
"Oh shit! Forreal? They changed my schedule and I have her now. I got no clue who she is though."
"Brah, shes this old white lady. Who got kids that are like three or four an shes like fifty!"
"Eww!" He says all loud which causes people to stare.
"Get to class gentlemen."
"Yes Mr.Waters." We slowly walk towards Ms.Wilson's room and seconds before the bell rang this bitch finna shut the door.
*BRNNNGGG*
"Your late! Go to the office."
"Who, cause I know she ain't talking bout me!" Chris says making the class laugh.
"Yes Mr.Rodriguez, you and Mr.Smith."
"Whatever. Fuck this!"
This nigga dumb as fuck. How he get in honors? We start walking to the office and we don't feel like using the steps so we go on the elevator, shit we run this mf'n place.
***
"Oh, goodmorning Darius and Chris. What did you boys do this time?" Our favorite secretary, Miss.Kay asks.
"We were 'late', like Ms.Wilson is a fucking racist. I want her fired." I demand.
"Thats five times for both of y'all. Get to class on time!"
"How I already get five? I just got my classes switched," Chris scrunches up his face, confused.
"Its all your classes together instead of five lates in one class its everything to get detention."
"Thats dumb yo, I got basketball. No one got time for this shit."
"Your gon have to miss."
"When is it?" I ask, annoyed.
"Tomorrow. Also known as Thursday, and do not skip!"
"Never!" Chris says sacastically.
"Okay boys get back to class" She laughs and kicks us out. We walk outta the office and take our time down the halls.
"Yo what class Mo in?" Chris asks me
"She with Dom so they in Honors English."
"Oh, they got Mr.B, that nigga class is fun. Leggo!" I start laughing cause Chris is dumb as shit.
We just run round the halls and ain't gettin caught or nothing. It ain't like our school finna do anything, its ghetto as hell! Bitches stay giving head in the bathroom, pike I ain't finna lie I got me a lil sumin' sumin', but its still ghetto. I heard rumors goin round that the state was finna take over our school since its jacked.
We average about 10 fights a month, I mean come on I think thats low. Niggas and bitches run they mouths too much and then they get fucked up. You can't blame us.
"Is this his class?"
"Yea oh there Mo and Dom!" I point to the back.
"Where nigga?"
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