Stacy-Katy I told you to stop blaming me on every...punch...fucking...thing.
Katy-I'm SORRY!
Stacy-no you fucking not. if you was sorry you wouldn't be blaming shit on me.
Katy-ouch! you're hurting me.
Stacy-GOOD! -chokes her-
Stacy then wakes up and see that the class was looking at her, even the teacher. And the bell rings.
Jay-crazy ass dream huh?! *laughing*
Stacy-shutup *gives him a playful push*
Jay-what are you doing tonight?
Stacy-I don't know. why?
Jay-Cause i want you come over and give me some THAT ASS!
Stacy-Boy no.
Jay-oh alright then, but I know you gone come over.
Jay walked away to go to his next period and so did Stacy.
Mrs.Jones-Hey Stacy, can i talk to you for a second? I'll give you tardy slip.
Stacy-okaaay....
Mrs.Jones-some girls been telling me that you been drawing lipstick all over the school mirrors.
Stacy-Now you know damn well I don't wear lipstick, why the fuck would you believe them....
Mrs.Jones-YOU WATCH WHO YOU'RE TALKING TO YOUNG LADY!
Stacy-FUCK YOU! Your ass doing a bad job as a principal anyway.
Mrs.Jones-Perhaps...I should call your parents.
Stacy-GOOD! I don't want to stay at this fuck school anyway.... *walks out*
Stacy P.O.V.
WHY THE FUCK I'M ALWAYS GETTING BLAMED ON?
