Rapid Days Behind the Bars of Life

Chapter 16

It's been two days, we'll present our findings to each other during lunch. Which means I can look up things before then. I'll do it last minute like I do all my homework. 

It's 8:00am, school just started and already, there's bullshit.

Jo is with her posse. I wave to her to blow her a kiss but she doesn't notice me because, big head Allison is blocking our views. So I walk up to her and kiss her on the mouth, which is way better than an air kiss. 

"Oh My God! ew! who are you?!" Big head Allison exclaims.

"I'm her boyfriend dimwit and who are you?" 

"Hey babe," Jo says kissing me back.

"Gross, Jossie you're dating this nobody? That's like dating a black guy. C'mon you can do sooooooo much better." Big head Allison expresses her opinion as if it's valued, which it's not. 

Her name is obviously not big head Allison, it's just Allison. But I just feel the need to always add 'big head' because i find her head to be out of proportion with her body. 

"Ali, you can't say stuff like that, there is nothing wrong with Jonah, or dating a black guy." Jo says assertively. 

"Oh so his name is Jonah, I will admit that that name is really sexy but still, ew. He's gross looking. I mean his hair is a curly brown mess, his eyebrows are thick, which again are kinda sexy but still ew, his clothes are horrendous. Like black-guy-in-a-thrift-shop horrendous." Big head Allison states. 

"That didn't even make sense, will you stop with the black guy bashing? And for the record, I find all the things you just mentioned to be exceptionally sexy, and I don't appreciate you insulting them. It's not like you have anyone better. All the guys you date, are well dressed, condescending, ill-mannered, misogynistic, assholes. So don't talk to me about whats gross." Jo said, very calmly but still firing shots.

"Don't come crying to me when you find out he's just another black guy." Big head Allison said, walking away, flipping her hair very dramatically and the rest of the posse followed. 

Pfft, what does she think this is? Mean Girls?

"I'm not even black, I'm German and Irish. I am fully white. What is her deal with black guys?" I said, so confused by her statement.

"She dated one asshole black guy, and all of a sudden all black people are in her opinion, a sorry excuse for a race. " Jo said, shaking her head. Then she added, "I don't even know why I'm still friends with them. "

"I'm proud of you, being nice, respectful and defensive about black people I have to admit, it was kind of a turn on to see you so assertive and smart." I said. 

"Yea? You like when I get all smart? I can show you smart..., in... bed." She said, scratching her eyebrow.

I laughed and said, "Was that you trying to dirty talk?"

"Yea, and it was such a fail, please disregard that, completely delete if from your memory I'm better than that I promise." She said, blushing from embarrassment. 

"Oh, no it is buried in my memories, it shall live there forever." I said pumping my fist in the air.

She face-palmed herself. I lifted her palm off her face and kissed her.

"I want you to show me smart in bed." I whispered in her ear.

She laughed and said, "shut up"