Maisy Kay Cooper Is A Popular Straight A Student Who Hide Behind Her Smile. No-One Would Ever Understand What She Go Through At Home, Because She Keep It A Secret. Her Mother Being A Drug Addict, And Her Mother Boyfriend Selling Her Body To His Frie...
How could I let this happen to me. One night at a party, about to change my life forever. How could I be so stupid and dumb? Imagine what everybody going to think of me. My reputation is ruin, teachers wouldn't no longer look at me as the perfect student anymore. I got to do something, I can't have this baby. Look at my life, I'm in a unstable prediction. How could I bring a baby into this world when I want to leave this world myself.
"Ms.Cooper." Mrs.Bailey call out, disturbing my thoughts.
"Ma'am." I tried to get rid of the worry look on my face.
"Is everything okay?" She ask with a disquieted look upon her face.
"I'm fine." I lied.
"Alright pay attention." She got back to teaching.
I couldn't pay attention, my mind kept wandering all over the place.
The bell rang, I gather all of my belongings.
Mrs.Bailey block the door, trying to get my attention.
"Your a very good student, but your lacking a lot. I expect more you." She move out of my way.
"Sorry Mrs.Bailey, I promise I'm going to catch back up." I said unsure.
On the way walking out, Julina stop me.
"Why have you being so anti lately?"
We pause in the middle of the hallway, I lean against my locker.
"I don't know." I shrugged my shoulders.
"Well if you ever need me, you know where to find me." She said.
"Wassup!" A crowd of my friends said pulling me away from Julina.
I smile as we walk away, down the hallway laughing, playing, and talking. If only they knew what hid behind my smile.
Gregory
"What you mean you don't know where she at?" I ask Niya friend.
Niya is no where to be found, she left me with Junior, since the night at the hospital, and I was really starting to get pissed.
"I don't know Greg, last time I seen her she was yesterday." She shrugged her shoulders as she stood behind her door.
I clenched my jaws, as I pick Junior up.
"Whenever you see her, tell her to call me." I walk away.
This shit was starting to get aggravating and frustrated, I was missing out on a lot of money because of her.
When you have a child, you can't bring your child in a unsafety environment, which is the main reason I being lock up in the house.
"Where you going now?" My driver ask.
"Just bring me to moms house." I said agitated.
Lil man was buckle up, clapping his hands, playing in the window, doing all type of shit.
He was very bright for his age, although he do have a speech delay.
I know a lot of 3 years old that talk real clear for their age, like my nephew.
The driver pull up at mom's house.
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