MY TEACHER

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Chapter Two//§

I took my precious time getting ready for school unfortunately I had to go back.Maybe I should just provoke someone into hitting me so I could hit them back and get suspended again.

I looked in the mirror and smiled satisfied with my look.I may hate the school but I got to let them know how classy I was.I frowned looking down at my chest and butt.They were getting bigger for a 17 year old.

I was one of those women who wanted to get noticed for they're face not theyre body shape.But than again I don't care I don like neither gender anyways.HA!

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Oh man oh no I was late.Like I actually gave a fuck.I walked through the classroom door with the pass in my hand and my stuff.

I walked through the classroom door with the pass in my hand and my stuff

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I look around the classroom as people smirked at me or waved.

I made a confused look like I dont fuck with yall.Yall may think im rude but I cant help it its my metality.

I groaned forgetting to take my meds.I walked up to the teacher who had there back me.

Must be a substitute something about his posture seemed familiar.Ahhh I know this is.Wow such an awesome second period.

I tapped his shoulder he turned around with widened eyes.It was no mystery that he worked here he was a friend of Carters and Carter was in his late 20 going on 30 and Aashiq was in the same age group.

I smiled"Sorry im late sir."I said seductively with a smile.I scanned his face excitement and wonder.So I decided to mess with him.

I knew no one was looking so when I gave him my pass I gripped his hand firmly.As I put my other hand up to my mouth putting two fingers open and flicked my tounge.Indicating licking the cookie.

He looked at me with a crazed and excited look.I pulled my hand away.Tilted my head and smiled.

When I turned around my face sunk and the smile was gone.I didnt want nothing to do with that man it was nice to know that people liked you though.

Getting to the back I pulled out a chair opening up my book bag pulling out wipes.

I wiped off the desk and chair before sitting down.No one cared though they knew this was my routine.

Accept Aashiq he was still staring at me I waved and he cleared his throat.

"Ok class so today well be working on self portraits on each other."He spoke with his hand clasped together with that terrible posture.

I zoned out thinking who I was gonna pick as my parter it didn't matter cus everyone thought I was crazy.Which isn't true.

By the time I was done thinking everyone had a partner but me.I smiled.I had no issue with drawing myself.

Till Aashiq walked over to me."We can be partners."He stated.I shrugged and got up to grab an easel.

As I did Esmail spoke."Ooh look my babymomma back."He said I ignored him and turned to the easels to grab one.

Thats until I felt a slap to my butt.Wait.Pause.Rewind. Play.

"Oh my goodness Esthmael are you ok?"I asked fakely he was knocked out on the ground after I threw an easel at him.

Everyone in the classroom looked."I deliberately saw you hit him."Aashiq said.

I squinted my eyes."Well than you would've deliberately saw him slap my ass."I said calmy with a smile.

"Go to the office now."He said.I put my hand over my eyes like I was searching for something.

"Young lady what are you looking for.""Where I still dont give a fuck at."I said bluntly.

"Do not use that disrespectful language."He said witch clenched teeth.

I made a confused face and raised a eyebrow."Sir im speaking English language how is that disrespectful?"I asked.

As some classmates laughed.For what?I don't know but I was being dead ass serious.

"She got a point."Someone called out.

"You have been disrespectful go to the office."

"Whats disrespectful Is how I was sexually harassed but....I got in trouble for defending myself...and if you are trying to be a good teacher you should worry about your student who's still unconscious."I said while tilting my head and smiling at him as I pointed to the piece of shit that touched me who was lying on the ground.

He sighed and rubbed his head as he walked over to him.When he waa distracted I grabbed my stuff and dipped out that damn school.

I breathed in the fresh air as I walked past the school parking lot.I stopped seeing a shiny BMW

I steppes closer reading the license plate.Noticing that it was Aashiq's cus I saw this licence plate at the funeral.

I smirked and continued walking.I wasn't worried I had two pocket knifes and pepper spray.Besides I had something to take care of..

I knew no one was home beside Carter and his unemployed ass.I was set to go get him.

I smiled at the thought of me tossing him into a river."Woah...Nicki don get s hold of your self."I mumbled.

Carter'

"So how's it goin wit dem bratty lil kids?"I asked Aashiq as I lied back on Onika's bed.I was waiting for her to get home so I could teach her a lesson.

I had her little white jacket ready an everything."Man yo cousin a asshole."He said with a groan.

I raised an eyebrow."What she do?""She smart ill tell you that she left school I think she headin home."He said.

I scrambled to get up.Now that I knew she was home.But I plopped on to stomach as I felt an excruciating pain in my back making me shake.

And I groaned and hollered in pain."You play wit Nicki and you lose the game nigga."She said as I felt another tiny knife stab me into the black and she twisted it around.

My breathing was goin uneven and my eyelids got heavy.

"Yo bro you good?"I heard Aashiq ask.I heard the door slam shut and someone running up the steps.

"Baby its me Crystsl!"I heard."Hell is where you will pay an in hell you shall rest and in hell you must burn."I heard her whisper as my mouth still hung open and I shook uncontrollably....

I heard the room door slam open."Please don't do it Onika thats my babys father!".

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