Skinny Minnie

Chapter 3

                                                                             CHAPTER 3


                 "You look beautiful Trin, as long as you know that baby you don't need anybody to tell you that." -Carmen (Trinity's Mother)



The buzzing sound of my alarm clock rang throughout my bedroom, waking me. I looked over at my nightstand and the time read, 6:53 A.M.

School started at 7:10 so I knew that I would be late, but I didn't have a problem with that. I didn't want to go to school, hell, I couldn't. I was too embarrassed, a tear escaped my eyelid and I quickly wiped it away snuggling back into my comforters.

I would just have to miss the day.

A few minutes passed before I heard a knock on my door, I knew it was my mother, she was the only one I lived with.

"Trinity, open this door. You don't pay either one of these bills, now open!" I hadn't even known my door was locked but dragged myself out of bed to open the door.

When the door opened she looked over at me like I was some type of stranger she'd never seen. "Trinity, why are you not dressed for schoo'." She said in her deep Atlanta accent.

"Because I'm not going, I don't feel to good." I pouted, trying to make like I was sick.

My mother wasn't falling for it. She put her hand over my forehead and then my neck before sucking her teeth.

"Child, there is nothing the matter with you. Take your behind in that bathroom and wash up for school. And you better hurry before I'm late at the salon."

I silently groaned out of frustration, rolling my eyes. "Cut your eyes at me again and I'll pull them out the sockets, now hurry!" She said exiting my room.

I had no choice. I couldn't tell my mom the real reason I didn't want to go so I walked over to my bed, sat on it and quietly sobbed for 2 minutes.

I wiped my puffy eyes and walked over to my closet and pulled out Camo cargo pants, a crop top and a white crew neck hoodie that said 'Different'.

I pulled out my black converse. I wouldn't be wearing any tight or flashy things today, I really didn't need the attention.

I washed up for 10 minutes then got dressed. I'll knew it would take forever to do my hair so I just brushed my hands through my curls and put a head band in the front.

The only thing I can thank my deadbeat dad for is his European side that gave me my gorgeous hair.

I walked out of my room, grabbing my bag and met my mother outside. I hopped in the front seat of the car. My mother looked my way and smiled. "You look beautiful Trin, as long as you know that baby you don't need anybody to tell you that."

She leaned in for a hug and I happily expected it, feeling her motherly embrace. I felt the warm tears run down my face.

My mother pulled me away and frowned. "What's wrong mama's baby?"

"Nothing." I lied.

"But I-I love you mom." I choked out in tears. She grabbed my face kissing my cheek. "I love you more, don't ever forget that."

I knew today would be the worst but she gave it a perfect start.



-



I took a deep breath before walking into WestView, there was always kids hanging around outside but surprisingly none of them said anything to me. I sighed in relief.

I walked into the cool building. I was about 30 minutes late so I knew there wouldn't be kids walking around this late into first hour. I walked into the office to get a late pass.

A short girl with chestnut colored hair stared at me as I walked through the door. She had a nice body, a "coke bottle shape" one as kids would say now-a-days. She was a little in between dark and light skinned, like a brownish.

Mrs. Roddell, Dean of students, looked at me also. "Just the perfect person. Trinity Jones, would mind walking Janaya Sanders to class. You guys have the same first hour."

I gave her a quick nod. A new girl? And she was gorgeous? These boys would be all over her like flies looking for food. I signed in, got a late pass and signaled for Janaya to follow me.

The girl kept looking at me and I felt weird. Our class was about 5 more minutes away so I walked in silence.

"I've seen you before." She said. The video quickly came to mind. I quickly felt the tears coming again. Trinity pull it together, I thought.

"Really?" I said in sort of a whisper.

"Yeah, I think your mom works at the Salon, 'Gifted Touch' on Red Oake." She nodded. "Yup I seen you there before, you washed my hair once."

I would sometimes help out cause I could use the extra money. I turned to look in her face and I remembered her a little. "Yeah, I think I remember too."

Donovan, one of the football players of WestView walked pass and stared at Janaya's ass. Like literally, an intense stare.

"What the fuck are you looking at?" Janaya snapped and stopped walking. I wanted to avoid him seeing me, cause I know he'd seen the video but I decided to wait.

"Damn shawty, my bad. You look good though." Donovan said rubbing his chin and running his tongue across his lips.

"My name is Janaya. Not shawty."

Donovan was taken back by her attitude. All girls threw themselves at him but her response to his approach took him back by surprise. I liked this girl already.

"Oh sorry Janaya. You beautiful as fuck that's all. Don't act so stuck up though." Janaya rolled her pretty hazel eyes, strutting off and I silently chuckled.

"What the hell you laughing at Skinny Minnie? You could meet me in the stairs if you wanna laugh." He winked before rolling into a laughter, dapping up some boys who had walked by and heard.

I felt the tears and I didn't want to cry in front of anybody. I ran to the nearest girl restroom and stumbled over this girl who was bent down to tie her shoe. She looked up at me at rolled her eyes.

"Watch where you going skinny thot!" She roared out at me before leaving the bathroom.

I run into the biggest stall and cried on the floor. I let out a soft scream and sobbed, the day hadn't even begun and I was losing it. I wanted my life to start over. Why couldn't I be thick? Why couldn't boys want me? Why did I do what I did? I cried as the questions ran through my head.

Janaya walked in the bathroom stall not even knocking.

"Girl, are you okay?" She said with a bit concerned, not much.

"Do I look okay?" I said looking up at her with puffy eyes. She looked at me confused. "Can you go please?"

Janaya crossed her arms over her full chest. "I would but I don't know where my class is."

I sighed wiping my eyes. I stood up and looked in the mirror, I was so ugly. I don't know what my mom talking about. I washed my face.

"That boy out there told me not to be seen with you. Why?"

I looked at her and she looked back expecting an answer. "I did something I'm not proud of." I mumbled. I had trust issues but for some reason I was telling this girl I didn't even know, something serious.

She nodded her head. Nod? Did she know what I'm talking about?

"You know what I did?" I questioned. She chuckled.

"I'm not stupid, I could tell." I nodded, embarrassed before I heard her next words. "It happened to me too." She sighed. "That's why I had to transfer, I thought I loved him. I gave it up to him in the back trunk of his car at a school party and he told everybody." Janaya sighed. "You're not alone."

"But I am Janaya. You have a fresh start, I don't. Everyone knows. I can't transfer schools my mom would kill me." I said through tears.

"Have a fresh start within yourself. I could already tell there was a reason behind what you did. I could tell you're not that kind of girl, just by looking at you. Have a fresh start Tiffany, it all starts with you."

"You're right, I guess. My name is Trinity though."

"My bad, Trinity." She laughed and I laughed too. The bell rang and we didn't even get to go class.

"Dang, whats your next class?" Janaya asked.

"Pre Calc." I responded trying to get out of the bathroom before the Lady Cougars came to smoke.

"Good, me too. Walk with me?"

"Sure, and thanks for opening up to me. That must of been hard."

"Yeah but no problem. You seem like cool peoples."

I smiled. Janaya was this gorgeous girl who thought that I was cool. Not skinny. Not whoreish. Not ugly. But cool.



-

Our second hour flew by. A couple of kids were snickering about me but Janaya would give me a look and that meant ignore them.

We didn't have third hour together so we said out little 'see you in a whiles' and went our own ways. Some boys would come up to me and ask me to "do them." but I walked away and ignored them. They would even call me a "selfish hoe" or "one time thot."

It was time for lunch and we always had a longer bell session before lunch for about 10 minutes. I looked for Janaya but couldn't find her. Girls purposely bumped into me, I would roll my eyes and continue I didn't need the drama.

I bumped into Marion who grabbed my hands into his and pressed me against the wall when the halls cleared.

"Hey." He said doing his stupid smile.

"Don't hey me! Leave me alone!" I tried to break free from his hold but his strong build was too much for my small one.

"What are you in a rush for Skinny." He said smoothly.

"I hate you! You ruined my life! I thought you liked me and you made me look stupid! Get off of me bitch ass nigga!" I said letting it all air out. The female security walked pass and tapped Marion's shoulder.

"Yall go do y'all shit ya fucking houses. Go get a damn education." She said shaking her head and simply walking off. Those bitches weren't good for anything but smoking outside and getting a damn check for it.

Marion backed off of me and threw his hands in the air like he was getting arrested. "I didn't do nothing. I didn't have the video. My boys did."

"You liar! It was on your Instagram and you posted it!"

Marion leaned down for kiss just to shut me up. As much as I fought to stop him he kept on going. I even bit down hard his lip but he didn't stop.

"Marion!" Tara, his "current girl" yelled out. She was with her group of friends and I felt myself become smaller and smaller as the room around me got bigger and bigger.

Tara walked over and Marion moved his self off me. My hands were filled with nervous sweat and wiped it on my pant leg.

Tara was extremely beautiful with a body like Janaya's but a much bigger ass and fuller breast. She was full Asian though, with the eyes, the smarts and everything. No one knew where she got that body from.

"What the fuck is going on?" She questioned but stared at me the whole time. Marion stepped in between us but she quickly pushed him out of the way stepping into my face.

"Why are you here? You sucked his dick and thought he was yours?" Before I could tell her off, her hands rose up and struck my face making my head snapped to the right. My face stung as I held it in my hands.

Marion grabbed her arms pulling her back. "The hell you slap her for?!"

"Marion you shut the fuck up! Oh so you like this dirty knees, skinny ass bitch!" She says getting in his face.

"Hell no but you need to chill out B!"

As they argued I tried to walk off but Tara turned to me. "I'm not done with you hoe! Don't you ever touch something that's mine!" She pushed me and I fell onto the water fountain hitting my back, her groupies snickered.

A crowd was approaching and I knew I had to defend myself. I charged at her, my petite body slamming into hers making her bump back into Marion. The crowd roared with "ooo's and oh shit's."

Tara punched me and I felt my right eye close shut. I threw a punch at her but I missed it when I felt one of her friends punch me in the back of the head.

"Oh shit. That skinny girl getting jumped." Someone yelled, making the crowd grow bigger.

I pulled someone's hair not knowing if it was Tara or one of her groupies but the next thing I felt was multiple punches being thrown at me. I fell onto the floor and people were just crowding around as the girls punched and kicked.

"Arrrggg!" I yelled out in pain as they pulled on my curls. My face felt hot with tears and embarrassment as they jumped me. I could see Marion trying to break it up but the 5 girls were too wild for him.

"Damn. Somebody get that girl, fo' they kill her!" A girl yelled.

Phones and iPods were being taken out and everybody was taking videos and pictures.

When I felt the punches stop, I could see Janaya getting in one by one to pull the girls off me with some help.

The bell rang and everyone that was laughing and taking pictures scattered away so that they wouldn't get caught.

"Touch something that's mine again! I dare you." Tara sneered at me strutting off.

Some students came to check if I was ok but most walked or laughed.

I sat on the cold hallway floor curled up as Janaya put my arm around her.

I just wanted my life to end right there.


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Thot (pronounced like 'thought') stands for that hoe out there. Meaning the same as hoe.

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