AYANA

Chapter 24- SchoolBoySanto

Roc's POV

I pulled my hoodie over my head. The energy drink I had earlier paid off, I've had steady energy so far. It was 11:02, passing period to get to the next class. I was on my way to social studies "BRUH!" I heard behind me. I turned around to see Devonte with a smile from ear to ear on his face. He energetically daped me up. 

"Whatchu so happy about?" I asked, laughing. The man looked like he just won the lottery. 

"I did it Roc!!" he exclaimed.

"Did what?"

"I took her on the date!! And I fuckin kissed her!!"

"AYEEE! Congrats bruh!" I exclaimed daping him.

He smiled. "I finna wife shawty up one day, just wait." as he walked off. 

"Imma be the best man right?!"I yelled after him.

"Right!"

I'm proud of him. After his last breakup, I didn't think he was gonna bounce back. That shit fucked him up. Ayana seems like the girl for him, hopefully their relationship lasts. Unlike the one with that girl Ma-

"JESSE DONT FUCKIN PLAY WIT ME!" this girl yelled at her boyfriend.

"It ain't even like that Navae! Ion even know her like that!"

I turned around to see a couple arguing by the lockers. The girl was short and dark skin like Ayana, her hair was wavy and black, she was Jamaican, or at least I guessed she was by her accent. The guy was a redbone, even lighter than me. His hair was short and dark blonde and he towered over her like a sky scrapper. He low-key looked like Alyssa, like he could be her brother or something. 

"You deadass?!" she exclaimed furiously. 

"Navae you wildin'! Me and Keisha ain't talkin like that. That text you saw was nothin."

Keisha? Nicole's friend?

"YOU KNOW WHAT, FUCK YOU!! YOU LYIN! YOU AND THAT RED HEADED HOE BEEN FUCKIN! JUST ADMIT IT!" she excliamed with her finger in his face.

"Chiiiiiiiiiiiiiilllllllllllllll."

I turned the corner and adjusted my backpack. I don't like any of them, Nicole, Taylor, Alyssa, OR Keisha. They all hella rude and arrogant. And they all known to fuck up people's relationships in purpose to piss off the girl, or cuz they like the guy. They also be takin advantage of guys who like them, they use them for they money, makin them buy them all kinds of bullshit.

I saw Prodigy and Alyssa pass me. His arm was wrapped her shoulder and her arm was wrapped around his waist. Her pink gucci backpack was loaded with her shit, prolly makeup. You see, her father is a record producer who spoils her rotten. He buys her pretty much anything she wants, but she still demands her boyfriends to buy her a bunch of expensive shit. I'm pretty sure he bought her that bag. That girl deadass got him tied and strapped up like a horse, smdh.

........

I sat down next to my baby Peach at our usual table with my lunch tray and swear, as soon as my ass touched that seat...

"OVERGROWN BANANA HEADASS! BUMPER CAR NOSE HEADASS!" JI roasted me, his flat hand pointing straight at me. Peach busted out laughing. Oh this what we doin JI? Roasting people? Bet.

I laughed. "First of all..." I took a sip of my milk. "If anybody look like a banana it's you. WITCHO BRACE FACE, LOST IN THE SAUCE, DAYDREAMER, Did III dooo thaaaat??, LIGHT SKIN URKEL FACE ASS!!" I said. 

Peach cracked up even harder. "Hhahaaaaha, HAHAkekekkke!"

"I don't whatchu laughin at! Soundin like a lil windex bottle!" JI said.