I walked into school the next day with my Adidas black and a white tracksuit on. I had a white tee under the jacket. I was dressed to fight because I knew girls were going to get reckless today after what happened yesterday. Some girls at the school were cool with Destinee and some boys as well.
I braided my hair up into 4 big cornrows and put a bonnet on the night before. I walked into the school bathroom and wrapped my hair up extra tight with a silk wrap, I may be ready to fight but my hair also has to be protected. The bathroom door opened and Syriah walked in. I smiled at her as continued making sure I looked straight. "Damn bitch who ass you bouta beat?" She laughed as she started checking her make up. "Sis I'm running em in with anybody that wants em. Niggas included." We chopped it up for another 5 or so minutes before it was time to head to our first class.
I walked in my Algebra class and got to work. I could hear bitches speaking on me but as long as it wasn't directed I didn't give a fuck. I knew my so-called "girls" Sasha and Armelle had something to do with the rumor getting out. Armelle has a big mouth and Sasha just liked to talk shit. As I sat down doing my work, a boy came up to me and asked for my pencil. "No I'm using it," I said. He smacked his teeth and slapped it out my hand, "African ass hoe. All you know how to do is suck dick anyway." Before anyone could turn I jumped up and slapped him. I grabbed my chair and began hitting him with it. I am 5'1" he is way taller than that. And he is way bigger than that. I was pulled off by our dean and taken to the office.
"Okay, but he disrespected me as a woman and as a person. Y'all lie when you tell me, you wouldn't have reacted in a similar manner." I calmly stated this to the dean. My legs shook violently because I wanted to run up on everyone that was watching me through the glass windows of the office as they walked to their next classes. I was also upset the boy was getting no consequences but I was when he initiated the conflict. I sat quietly throughout the meeting and watched them call my mom.
They suspended me for a week and my attendance at the school is pending. I may be facing expulsion and possible fines/probation if he decides to press charges. I knew he wouldn't though because then nobody would fuck with his snitching ass. I walked out of the school with my mom yelling in my ear. She grabbed me by my arm and guided me to the car. When we got home I called my dad and let him know what happened. He didn't support my behavior but he didn't frown on it either. My mom failed to understand the boy challenged me and put his hands on my property and called me out of my name.
I fell asleep, but not before crying. I am a huge nerd and I love school. Being suspended broke my heart because I was separated from my friends and unable to complete my assignments. I slipped into sleep and just tried to calm down my thoughts.
The next day I woke up to an empty house. I got up and went to brush my teeth and find something to eat. I cooked up some French toast, eggs, and sausages. I went to my room and ate while watching romantic comedies. After about 3 movies I grew bored.
I got up and began cleaning the house. My music paused and I realized I was getting a call. "Hello?" I spoke into the phone. "Wassup? Where you at?" I couldn't recognize the voice and that made me uneasy. "Who is this? How you get my number?" I heard him laugh, "It's Jordan. I've been wanting to use yo number for a minute and I finally got the courage to." I laughed along with him and smiled. "Oh wassup with you. I'm at home." We talked a little more and I figured I could invite him to the park near my house.
I got dressed in some sweats and a tank top. I threw on my oversized grey hoodie and grabbed my jackknife and my keys and walked over to the park. I couldn't see Jordan, after about 3 minutes I decided to start heading home. An all black Mustang pulled up in front of me and rolled the windows down. "Wassup ma. You look rough!" He laughed but I mugged and started walking away. I heard the car door open and close, then someone grabbed my arm. "What boy?" I snapped at him. He looked at me like I was crazy, "Camille I don't know what kind of niggas that you fuck with but I'm not 'em. Don't snap at me like I'm some bitch." I was ready to slap him upside the head for calling me another bitch's name and making me feel like a bitch, but I realized I told him my name was Camille. I started laughing and he looked at me even crazier. "My name is not Camille. It's Shirah. I lied cause I didn't know you my bad." He let go of me and shook his head. "Man, that's that shit come on get in the car." I checked the pocket of my hoodie to make sure my knife was still there and got in the car with him.
