I am Tupac.

ok, you got me.

Jada P.O.V

Ugh, I hate this school. I walked up to Anderson and went inside. I didn't feel like driving today. I went straight to class and took my seat in the back. I felt eyes on me. What are they staring at?

"Jada, you're late. Again." Said the teacher.

"Sorry, It won't happen again." I smiled. Faked smiled.

"You said that last time. Be late again and you're suspended for a day." She said sternly.

"I said it won't happen again. Damn, why do you have an attitude lady?" I asked. These teachers are getting on my nerves.

"Excuse me young lady?" Asked the teacher.

"I SAID it won't happen again. Damn, why do you have an attitude lady. Did you hear me that time?" I repeated.

"Step outside Ms.Pinkett. Right now.. And get your stuff." She demanded.

I stayed where I was seated. On not going anywhere, this teacher always disrespect's me like this. I put my head down.

"Jada, I said now!" She yelled.

I still didn't move..

"I guess I have to call security on you. I'm not dealing with you today." She said.

Teacher P.O.V

"Uh Ms.Smith I can handle her. You don't have to call security." Said Lesane.

I hung up the phone. "Please do. And talk some since into her. She knows better than to come into my room like that. I'll get her mother on the p-"

"And what is my mother going to do?!" Jada yelled.

"Stop putting on a show." I said.

"Putting on a show for who?! Not this damn class or school, I hate it here!" She screamed.

Lesane got up and got Jada's stuff and her thank god. He covered her mouth while she was 'going off' or whatever you young folks call it. He got her out of the classroom and shut the door. 

"Finally. Okay class turn to page 45 in your history books!" I yelled.

Jada P.O.V

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" Yelled Lesane as he pulled me into the cafeteria. It was empty.

"Can you just give me my stuff so I can go?" I asked.

"No. You know you can get kicked out of here for acting like that right?!" He yelled.

I sighed. "I really don't care. I just want to go home and call my parents. Give me my stuff." I said.

"No, because you're not going home. And Ms.Smith doesn't want you in her classroom anymore." He said.

"I don't care! I'm not going to stay here forever! Now give me my bag!" I yelled, reaching for it.

"No, you're staying in school. Its only 5 more hou-" 

"You know what? I don't need my bag. Keep it, I don't do the work anyway." I said walking away.

"You need your keys!" He called as he jingled them.

"I'll walk." I said.

"Jada don't go, please? You're the only person I talk to at this school." He said, catching up with me.