Chase walked me to my next classes and I wish he didn't. He was kinda getting on my damn nerves. His cologne was making my head hurt and dizzy. I just wanted him to go back to his friends, and leave me the fuck alone.
It was now lunch time and I didn't know where the cafeteria was so I just followed everybody and found the way. I got looked at what they were serving and decided to pass on the stomach ache I would have later. I looked around and saw a vending machine outside, surrounded by people.
"Great." I said to myself walking outside. I managed to get through to it and put my money in and got a soda and a bag of chips. I bent down to get it when somebody had the audacity to reach there arm in there and get my chips and soda. Ain't this bout a bitch.
"The fuck?" I said looking up at Mark. I haven't seen him since this morning. "Can I have my snack tho?" I said putting my hand on my hip.
"You can have the chips but I'm thirsty." he said giving me the chips back. "Get yo hand off yo hip like you bout something." he said taking a sip of my soda.
"Nigga! I don't know where or what your mouth has been on!" I yelled snatching my soda away from him.
"Girl who is you yelling at!?" he said in a gay voice making me laugh.
"I'm yelling at you!" I said twisting my neck. He tied his dreads back and paced back and fourth.
"Girl! Like really!! Girl who the fuck is you talking too!!!? You can get these hands!" he said. By then everybody was looking at us.
"Then let's do what it do shawty boi! It ain't no thang to drop ya ass on this hea ground!" I said pretending to take off my earrings. He charged at me and picked me up carrying me away to a bench and sat me down. I giggled and took a sip of my soda as he sat down.
"That was fun." I said looking down.
"Girl why you always looking down. Show that pretty face." he said seriously.
"Ain't nothing pretty about me but a few things." I said. He took his index finger and lifted my head up looking into my eyes. I swear his big brown eyes could melt you like a hot summers day! Lawd Jesus forgive the things I wanna do to this boy on a daily basis.
"Don't say that ma, everything is beautiful about you." he said moving his finger smiling. I blushed and smiled back.
Just then some girl walked up and smacked him on the back of the head. Loud enough to make everybody stare.
"Where the duck were you last night!? You said you were gonna come over and chill. Had me staying up all damn night!! Huh!?" she said sounding like a loud ass ghetto chick. I already knew I didn't like her.
"One, if you put yo hands on me again, Ima slap the dusty ass weave out yo head. Two, who the fuck are you to be questioning me? I do what the fuck I wanna do." he said standing up not raising his voice, and keeping his cool. I watched ass people surrounded us. Can you say nosey?
She was lost for words and I started laughing at the look on her face. She looked over at me and rolled her eyes. I instantly wished I didn't laugh at other people that often.
"And what the fuck is yo fat ass laughing at huh?!" she yelled.
"Look hea lil girl who ever you are. I ain't the one. You better gone and handle yo business." I said sipping my soda, grabbing my chips. I got up to walk away and she pushed me. Now you can talk about me all you want, but once you step close enough to put yo hands on me, its time to throw then hands. I didn't want to get into trouble on my first day so I just brushed it off. I kept walking until she stepped into my way getting all in my face.
"Don't walk yo fat ass away from me!" she yelled. I sat my chips and soda on the ground and looked at her. She's bringing out the other side of me. The bad side.
"Look here bitch I don't know you, and.. I don't want to. So Ima need for you to get ya dick sucking breathe all the way out my fucking face. Unless you wanna get that kitchen ass weave pulled from the few strands of hair its holding on to. Like bitch, you can't take 20 minutes out your day and get that shit re-glued? Or is you busy tryna ho up some more money so you can get it done professionally? This ain't cute." I said touching her hair and smirking.
She was redder than a tomato!! I grabbed my chips and soda while everybody around as yelled out "DAAAMN!!!" and "Ohh Shiit!!" while laughing. I smirked and said "Have a nice day." and walked off. The bitch brought it on herself.

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Yes, I am Phat. (Urban)
Teen FictionRia has always been a lil plumb if you may say. But when she moves to New York, all her insecurities fly out the window, and her life changes. Completely. Not Edited, All Rights Reserved. Do Not Steal My Shit.