Next morning
I woke up to the annoying sound of my alarm. I hit it as hard as I can so I can get peace and queit only for my phone to wake me up. I look at the caller ID: 954- 389-7483.
I answered to find out who it was."Hello?"
"Bitch! Hurry up and get yo ass up foh school", the unknown person said.
"Who's this?".
"Ughh. You still don't got my # saved? Ima give you a minute to think about who this is".
I paused for a minute. I was confused, trying to recall yesterday night until I saw a peice of paper on my counter : Sh'nay🤗
954-389-7483 see you tmr 😜"Ohh. Sh'nay!!"
"There you go girl. Just because we don't know each other and only meant yesterday doesn't mean we not gonna become the bestest friends ever. Now hurry up!! I'm coming to pick you up."
"You know where I live?!" I asked in shocked.
"Duh. Bitch do you got amnesia?? I drop you home yesterday. How do you think you got in your bed?"
"LOL!! I guess I do cus I don't remember nun that happened last night".
"Now you wasting my time. Bye".
I didn't even get a chance to see bye when she hung up.At school
Once we arrived there in her Honda. I was feeling myself even though I was looking casual. I had on Grey&white booty shorts, burgandy crop top and Nike slides. My hair was out freely curly and short❤. I was makeup free and was looking like a princess that I am😻 (pic ↑) Sh'nay on the other side was also looking on fleek too. She had high waisted jean shorts and a black ripped up crop top. Unlike me she on heavy makeup. Eyebrow slayyed, lipstick slayyed, everything slayyed.
Sh'nay 💋we were both bad bitches walking in the halls with all the niggas sweating&wishing they could touch all this blessings, girls seizing us up&down jealous they're flat booty bitches and not bad like us❤. To top it off we flipped our hair as we walked separately to our classes. "See you at lunch, boo" she said as we walk our separate ways.
"Nicki!!"
"Huh?" I said, waking up from my nap. I was half awake when Ms.Rios told me to answer a question. "Who was the Prime minister of Italy during WWII?""Umm." I paused, looking around. I caught Martha besides me whispering the answer. "Benito Amilcare Andrea Mussolin" she says. What I said was completely different, "Benefit Amacar and Muslim". That's what I thought she had said.
"Incorrect. Detention for a week since you obviously wasn't paying attention".
"And obviously you fucking saw me sleeping but--!!"
"Make that 2 week for cursing. Ms.Martinez do you want to get send home?"
I didn't say nothing, just simply got up, grabbed my stuff and left the classroom.
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TRUST ISSUES
ChickLit~Everybody needs to learn their lesson one way or the other. Dealing with trust issues, she doesn't know what she got until she loses everything.~