Chapter 8

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At school

Renee's POV

So me and champagne are at our lunch tables with our friends. Everyone at the table was talking about August Alsina's song, " ghetto "

Champagne: see thats my boyfriend. So talented. He wrote that song just for me.

Me: thinking to my self: what ever. But i personally think he wrote it for me.

Champagne: hey excuse me girls, but Renee can u walk with me while i throw my trash away. I have to tell you something

Me: okay

I was wondering what she had to tell me. We were walking towards the trash can

Me: so tell me what u got to say

Champagne: wait till we are by the lockers. To many people.

Me: okay.

She could have just told me to meet her by the lockers. She so confusing to me.

After we threw our plates away we went by the lockers

Me: okay tell me

Champagne: alright, i know that u and August are best friends but stay away from him

Me: u dont have the rights to tell me what to do

Champagne: well he's my boyfriend and i love him no matter what.

Me: no u dont. I know u only like him for his money and u just want fame.

Champagne: * gasp * *slap me *

Me: oww * slapped her back *

Then we start fighting. She punched me in the jaw and i punched her in the nose. Thank god August dont go to this school. And i also thank Ty for teaching me how to fight. Thats when the bell ringed and all the kids started coming out watching us fight. You can tell our school ghetto because they was betting money on whoever win and they was saying " pull her weave " and " no she wasnt ready ". People was also recording the fight.

5 minutes later we are in the principal office.

So long story short, the Principal, Mr. Masterbete ( yeah we make jokes about his name ) heard the screaming of the kids and came. He told the kids to go to class and he brought me and Champagne to the office

He had to call the janitor bc blood was on the lockers. I had a bruised jaw and a black eye. Champagne had a bloody nose, black eye, and some of her weave was falling off. Yeah you best believe that them kids was saying pull Champagne weave bc my hair aint full of weave.

They called Champagne's parents and Ty.

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