"Oh my god this baby needs to stop eating my food." Amy says brushing her long black hair and rubbing her big tummy.
Its only second period, and she is not in the mood for prob and stats. Ms.Steele is going over something about parabolas or some shit that only geniuses could understand.
Frank turns around in his seat to look at Amy.
Frank Meleca. He Just moved back here from Florida. Its only his third day but mostly everyone already knows him. He went to Seneca High before he moved away. The only difference is that hes just a little darker and a little taller, six foot three. Being part Italian and Portuguese, He is very attractive. The way he styles his hair pisses off alot of gay guys.
"What lunch do you have?" He asks.
"Second." Amy Groans, "What about you?"
Frank puckers his lips and holds up one finger.
"first" He says with a smile then sticks out his tongue.
Amy makes a fist and punches him hard in the arm.
"Ow! That hurts." He says rubbing his arm.
"That hurt a seven foot giant like you?" Amy exclaims sarcastically.
"Amy!" Ms.Steele says loudly.
"What?!" Amy looks at Ms.Steele with hungry eyes, "I am a six month old pregnant teen mom. If I am hungry and I get annoyed, bitches will die!"
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"Amy...You got to learn to control your emotions." Ms.Steele said calmly.
Class ended like four minutes ago and now, Amy is probably going to be late.
"I am in control Ms.Steele," Amy says "I am just hungry. And you know I am easily annoyed when I am hungry."
Ms.Steele opened her desk drawer and pulled out a banana, and gave it to Amy with a half hearted smile.
"Now get to class, hurry." Ms.Steel says, shooing her away with her hands.
"Um, I wont make it in time..."
Ms.Steele pulls out a green slip of paper and signs it.
"Okay, here you go, See ya thursday."
Amy walks out the door, noticing that Ms.Steele didn't put a time on the green slip. So instead of going straight to class, she decides to make the walk a little longer and stops by the library to get a random book.
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