Hey y'all, my name what Armani Malaysia Heart, and I'm a senior, well just turned a senior this year. I'm 17 sooooon to be 18 next month. I hate that my birthday is at the end of the year. Anyways I'm still remaining the leader of our cheer and drill team and student president of the school. It's a lot of work, but I earned it. Everyone labels me as "Miss Goody Too Shoes" but it's true. I know it's true. I've been the biggest saint and followed all rules growing up. Why ? My father is a Pastor and he told me I was to never lie or disobey because it wasn't a good image for us but mainly him. My mother doesn't live with my father and I. She was a drug addict and when they divorced he won full custody of me. My mother currently lives in Mainland (made up). It's like 2 states away from us, but I still communicate with her and FaceTime her. She is also dating this handsome man who seems to be very wealthy. I also speak to him, he's very cool. Because I'm a super good girl, I don't get treated differently or anything, I'm just seen as the "good girl" or the "pastor's daughter".
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Present TimeToday's the first day back to school for senior year and I'm extremely excited to see what this new year brings. After waking up and showering, I dressed in a olive green camouflage army shirt, white fitted skinny jeans, and my black Hurraches. I may be a good girl, but I do keep up with trends. I fixed my room up, and sprayed my signature perfume fragrance in the room, and on myself. I grabbed my mocha brown leather purse from Forever 21, and placed everything I may need in there. I grabbed my keys to my white Jeep Grand Cherokee with all black rims. He was my baby, and I took good care of him. I jogged down the stairs, and looked around. My father obviously wasn't here, so I grabbed myself a bright green apple, and locked the house door behind me as I exited.
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Myaisah (My-Asia) : You better be on your way to school. I'm already here. Row D park beside me.
Amari : I'm on my way now. Wait for me by Ms. Peirce class.
Myasiah : Alright
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Myasiah is what you call a sister, bestfriend, ride or die, partner in crime, diary, shoulder to cry on, advice giver, if I swung the other way, girlfriend. She was my best of the most bestest friend. For 3rd grade to 12th grade. We've stuck together and we have arguments but they've never split us up. We work it out and bounce back. What's a friendship without a argument ever now and then. We all have our disagreements. If not you don't have a real friend. Just saying.
I spotted Myasiah's green Kia Soul, and I eased toward it, when someone came speeding past, and swerved into the parking spot. I hunked and threw my hands up. Unbelievable. I really wanted to cuss whoever it was out, but that's a sin, and that's something I don't do. A group of guys got out of the car and I rolled my eyes. It was DeAngelo and his "gang" Chris, Kai or Makai, Charles, and Dee or Deshawn. I hopped out my car, and stared him down and he did the same.
"I know you seen me about to park there!" I yelled.
"This a big ass school. Park somewhere else Miss Goody." They all started snickering and laughing.
"You're not funny, and y'all all dumb for laughing at his stupidity. Now move your car DeAngelo." I stated angrily.
"My bad but last time I checked I got to it first. Gotta be quicker than that babygirl." The sound of babygirl rolling off his tongue made me cringe.
"You're such an - ugh!" I stomped my feet and got inside my car.
"Make sure you finish your sentence. The word was ass!" He yelled. They all continued to laugh.
I pressed on the gas, and drove toward them. I just wanted to bump them a little. Just give them a little push. They looked back, and noticed my plan. They jumped in the cars that were parked to save themselves. I laughed in the car and went around the the other row, and parked behind Myasiah's car. I grabbed all my things, and locked my car and headed for the blue double doors of the school. I was greeted my smiles and hugs, especially from guys, but I was nowhere near interested. I followed Myasiah's loud mouth and spotted her by the green area or the garden.
"BeeeeeestFriiiiiend !" I yelled. She turned around with an instant twist and ran to me. We hugged and jumped around for a minute. I was excited to see her although I seen her over break.
"I missed you hoe." She laughed twirling my hair.
"I missed you too MyMy." She pouted.
"Say I missed you too hoe." I laughed and pushed her.
"No. Now come on. I need to go to the principal's office and see what's new today." She nodded.
"Guess what happened today." She looked at me.
"The day just started and something already happened to you?" I nodded.
"That dang DeAngelo and his friends took my parking spot, but it was on purpose. He seen me parking there and then he gone hurry and swerve in the spot. So we basically had a small argument and then I tried to run him and his friends down with my car, but they jumped out the way."
"Oooooo Savage. I like it." She nudged me and I looked up. Speaking of them, here they come. As we passed them, I just stared them down and they did the same. I looked over my shoulder and DeAngelo winked at me. I cringed with disgust and chills eased down my back.
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The Saint & The Sinner
General FictionArmani Hartfeild a 18 year old teen who never lived her life as a normal average teen, due to the fact that he father (Paul Hartfeild) is one of the biggest pastors in the City of Brenthills (Made Up Place). She's done nothing in her life but be the...