Happy Thanksgiving, Kiddies.😘🦃
Nicki's POV
I'm only focusing on my work from now on. Going back to my old ways. Not talking to nobody, not liking people, The I don't give a fuck attitude is back.. I missed the old Nicki anyways.
I distance myself from people for a reason. I Need to glo up.
Not a 'glo up' JUST about looks. More importantly I need to glo up in Bettering myself spiritually, educationally, financially and mentally; Endeavoring my future goals; Treating myself; Loving myself and Being comfortable in my own skin. Now that'll be a big achievement/ glo up to me.
I looked down at the sheet of paper and tapped the pen on the table, causing a annoying clicking sound to continually make. I'm trying to figure out how to write my answers for the specific questions. Johnathan was suppose to be here, but I told the principal I'd like to take my own journey through college. She understood so gladly, she partnered him up with someone who actually needed his help.
Not saying I didn't need his help, well. Forget it... I didn't need his help and I'm happy someone who actually needed his help, is getting it.
On this worksheet, I have to understand how fabrics move, drape, breathe, react when worn, etc. I know it's not easy trying to perfect this, So I need a lot of focus going into my work from now on. Especially when I'm going to be a fashion designer.
Once I got done, I left out of the quiet school library. I pulled my hoodie over my head and pulled the strings so that the hood hid most of my face. I put my headphones in and stuffed my hands in my jacket pockets. I wasn't playing any music, just put them in so if someone was trying to talk to me, they'll think I can't hear them.
"You skipping today?" I Heard Omelly's voice behind me. I only kept walking, not wanting to know who he was talking to.
My next class was art. Which wasn't my favorite class right now, because we have assigned seats. I sighed heavily knowing who I'd be sitting by. I continued to walk towards the class.
I looked down at the shiny floors and watched my feet individually took over their own squares.
"Nawl, You ain't either." I heard nun other than Meek say. Next, Omelly smacked his teeth. I was just hoping they didn't notice it was me who they're walking behind.
Their footsteps were loud. Like they weren't even trying to cease the noise.
Once I was at the door, I twisted the silver nob and opened the door. The loud, ugly, baldheaded door squeaked making me cringe. All the students looked up at me and I dropped my head. "Take off the hoodie, Onika." My art teacher, Ms.Kia said, I haven't even stepped all the way in the class yet.
I walked far to the back, where my seat was. I took my hoodie off, but kept the ear buds in. I laid my head on the table and waited for all the stares to leave. I then heard a chair being moved causing the same squeaky noise the door made, to make again, once again I cringed.
I knew exactly who it was sitting next to me, the cologne was just there. The presence was just... There.
"Can you lift up your head, Onika? Please and Thank you." The teacher said. I've been knowing her every since I've been here and I don't know why's she acting like I don't always do this. Being the good student I am.. I lifted my head without any smart remarks. She smiled at me and turned back to the white board, where she began to write big and bold. 'Stained glass windows' which followed by her underlying it once.
"Okay, Today you'll be working on your Stained glass windows. If you're finished, do something and keep quiet. If you're not done, your art should be on the back table. Get it done today or you'll get a 'F'. You all have two hours to get it finished." She spoke and the ones who weren't done got up to go retrieve their art.
