So I guess me and Becca weren't full back to normal after we got high, because something went down. Me and Becca were just walking in the cafeteria and we walked to our seats but the odd thing was that everyone stared at us. Jasmine, aka Jazzie, and Chelsea stared especially hard at us. We didn't know anything until we got our lunch. " well that's odd,they're all looking at us." I tell Becca as I look around. " I know,its like they've never seen us before." We walked back to our sets and everything went back to normal ... or so I thought
Jazzie and Chelsea start throwing food at us and calling us names like that's bitches fuckers sluts hoes and whores .Becca had enough. the whole cafeteria saw the whole thing. Becca goes up to Jazzie and Chelsea .... " So your the bitches who have been doing shit for no reason. Well stop before I do something " Becca speaks with anger...lots of anger. Her eyes slightly red from earlier. " Do something then. " Jazzie's sassy voice followed by Chelsea, Jazzies parrot it appears to be, " Yea you bitch" Chelsea flicked Becca off... she made a mistake. " You will not talk to Becca like that" I finally say. Next thing you know... I swing at Chelsea and take her down. Becca pins Jazzie to the floor. A crowed quickly forms and the copa come in and try to break the two fights occurring before them. They manage to get Becca off of Jazzie but Becca was still holding on tight to Jazzie's hair.
It takes 5cops to get me off of Chelsea and just like Becca , I still have her hair in my fist tightly. the cops pull me towards the door but I'm dragging Chelsea along. I started to try to free myself lose to beat Chelsea up some more but they lift me and walk . I, still having Chelsea's hair in my hand, start kicking her in the jaw and gave her a bloody nose. I get forces to release her and I turn on the cops and swing at them, soon after 6cops get me under control they pin me down and I feel the cold handcuffs around my wrist. Well its gonna be hello Juvenile Detention again. why isn't this great...
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Humble Love
RomanceHera's POV: Drunk,dizzy, and no ride home. Just great. I make my way through the humid room, pushing intoxicated bodies out of my way. I look at my friend Becca whose by the door making out with Blake. Well isn't that nice. As I get outside I sit...
