Chapter Eight

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I eventually found the janitor and by then the bell had sounded for lunch. You could hear them turning up before you step foot in the cafeteria, one thing about lunch time; it was never a dull moment, they kept it crunk and stayed turnt.

Group: Go big lexi, go big lexi, go big lexi!

*dude dancing wild and they hyping him up*

Kels: These folks have no chill

Me: You already know how it is honey.

Kels: Girl have you seen that new boy? Talk about fiiiiiiine!

Me: Umma need for you to keep that pussycat in them panties and yeah, we bumped into each other

Kels: What yall talked about?

Me: *starts laughing* Nothing, he was looking for Mrs. Gilbert class and I told him. *taking our seats*

Ty: Is this seat taken? *pointing beside me*

Kels: No *answering fast*

Me: Ty this is my shooter Kelsea, Kelsea this is Ty.

Ty: Nice to meet you Kelsea.

Kels: Noooo, its Kels. Only teachers get away with calling me by my government name.

Ty: So are the girls always following guys around?

Kels: Yes! These ratchets think they suppose to jump on every thing that comes here. I'm surprised they ain't at the table with us.

Ty: Well they can just fall back cause I'm good.

Kels: Must got a girl back at home or something?

Ty: No deal

Ty was not the stuck up type but he had a good head on his shoulders and caught on quickly. As I sat there listening to these two talk, I could feel JJ eyeing me down. It was nothing new, he was the jealous type on the low. He can act hard in front of his homies all he wanted too but I knew the real JJ better than anyone. The time had come for me to face him. I excused myself and he followed me to an empty table. I was prepared for the argument but I wasn't prepared for what happened next!

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