|Christina|
It was Monday morning and I was on my way to school. I looked bummy as fuck but I really wasn't interested. I parked up in the school parking lot, grabbed my things and walked towards the entrance. Whilst walking over an unfamiliar car drove past me with a bunch of screaming girls behind. I rolled my eyes and walked into the school building to my locker.Probably a football player with a new car or some shit. I filled my locker with the books I didn't need before walking to registration. I decided to get there early today, so I could put my head down and relax.
It was third period and I decided to sit at the back of the class. Today was just not my day, I couldn't be asked to listen today. I stepped in gum, I've got ink all over my hands and I just started my period. I wanted to go home so that's what I was going to do.
I sat down and got comfortable before taking out my phone and texting my mom.
Mom❤️
Hey mom not feeling to good, going to go home. Can you call and say I have an appointment and that I hav-
As I was in the middle of typing I heard somebody clear their throat. I rolled my eyes expecting it to be Jaz
" I really don't want to talk right now" I said looking up. But it wasn't her.
"Woah I'm sorry. I was just coming to sit down in my seat". He said.
I had never noticed anyone at the back of the class before. He was sexy as fuck,quite tall, had a brown chocolate skin tone. Nice lips too. And beautiful facial. I love me some facial.
"Oh shit, I'm sorry" I said whilst grabbing my bag.
"Na it's fine miss, I can see you're not feeling school today at all" he said whilst eyeing my outfit.
"And what's that supposed to mean?" I asked with my face a little screwed.
"No, no I don't mean it in an offensive way, it's just when ever I see you, you look happy and positive, it's what I like about you." He explained quickly.
"Oh. Yeah I haven't been myself lately. And what you like about me?Sorry what's your name?" I asked
"Sorry, it's Donnel"
"Ohhhhhhhh you're Donnel, you play football right?"
"Yeahhh"
"Yeah I watch you play when I'm in cheer. Number 16 right?" I asked
"Yeah, I've seen you in cheer too"
Just then our teacher walked in signalling that everyone should take a seat.
"I'll catch you later then?"
"Yeah " I responded, knowing he wasn't going to hit me up again.
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|Jaz|
I couldn't be asked to go to school today so I took a day off. I watched some Netflix, ordered some pizza and started drawing on my wall. I only draw when I have a problem, a problem that I hoped would be resolved soon. Most of the problems did resolve. My problem was Christina. For some reason I started to draw a portrait of her from a picture I had on my phone. After a good half hour of drawing I realised that this was pointless and that she would never forgive for me for the shit I put her through.
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