The next week and a half of break flew by fast and before Semaj knew it she was waking up at six in the morning to get Simone up and ready and out the door to catch the bus and she was back to walking the cold streets of New Orleans in six layer clothing. At least so she thought but walking out of her house ready to leave there was Michael leaned up against his black mercedes waiting for her to exit out the house.
All black had been his things lately so Semaj could spot him and any snapback he ever owned from a mile away. She was secretly hating that he covered up his curls. She wanted to see them more often.
"How did you know what time I usually left?" She asks when he opens the door for her to get in.
"I guessed." He says shrugging and Semaj smiles getting inside of the car.
"I'm going to be the talk of the school the minute I pull up in your mercedes." Semaj says after they've been driving for a minute or two.
"Let 'em talk" Michael says shrugging and making a right turn. "People are gon always have some ignorant shit to say an think. I ain't too worried 'bout it tho."
"Of course you're not. You don't have to attend school with the generation I'm in. I was the topic of the school when you came and gave me my jacket in the beginning of december. I was like a trending topic on twitter. Non stop talking about what you and I may have or may not have going on."
"Now a days people is just too got damn nosey." Michael says shrugging, turning left. "They needa mind they own business."
"Well that'll never happen." Semaj replies sighing and looking out the window.
"Nah, you just gon have to hold yo own and keep walkin. Shit that's what I'd do."
"Well you and I are two different people. You don't care what people think, on the other hand I care. I mean I don't care-care but I don't want anyone talking behind my back about things they do't know."
"People gon do that regardless. They gon talk about you until the day you die so it don't even really matter." Michael says pulling into the school roundabout.
"Well I know that." Semaj says unbuckling her seatbelt and Michael parks the car.
Of course the students are already standing around looking at the black mercedes becoming familiar with the license plates and tented windows but they were waiting for someone to get out. Michael opens his door hoping out and of course all eyes are on him. He shuts his door before walking over to the passenger side and opening the door for Semaj who steps out slowly feeling all eyes fall on her.
"Well now you're Cinderella" Michael says teasingly leaning on the car door and Semaj rolls her eyes. "Have fun." He says shutting the door.
"Thanks for the ride." Semaj says about to walk away.
"Not a prob" Michael says tipping his hat at her before making his way back around the car and to the drivers seat.
Semaj felt like an outcast while walking into the school building. She was getting stared at the entire time and even when sitting in the lunchroom people that were around or walked pass would stare at her and whisper to the person next to them. It was driving her crazy but she just tried to focus on reading her book that she had pulled out. Keartston and Lina noisly sit at the table making Semaj's head snap up from her book.
"So you an Mike actually is datin?!" Kearston says a little too loud and the table of girls next to them look over curiously.
"Hush Kearston!" Semaj scolds sighing. "We're not a couple okay? We're dating for now. That's all."
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RomanceSemaj is 17 with big dreams and goals but meeting 21 year old drug dealin', shit talkin', trouble makin', Michael Jackson was not planned. Her life turned a full 360 after the night she met him. Not your average bad boy meets good girl story but see...
