Naomi

Boss Bitch

The next morning I was laying in my tub. I had a million things racing through my head. Should I tell Nathan about what Jasmine has been saying? Should I tell him about what happened in the cafeteria? How do I fucking destroy Jasmine.

There was a soft know on the door. It cracked open just a little. I looked up, waiting to see who it was.

"Naomi, you're going to be late if you dont hurry. Andre had to leave early because of the project"

"oh okay, you gonna wait for me?"

"yeah. I still have to finished getting dressed"

"okay, i have money for us to stop somewhere for breakfast so tell dad he can just leave for work"

"alright"

He shut the door and I sat up. I pulled up the drain and climbed out of the tub. I dried off and wrapped the towel around me. I decided to just wear my hair in a ponytail.

Once in my room I lotioned and perfumed everywhere. I slid on panties and underwear. I reached in my closet and pulled out black leggings that was leather on the front and back of just the thigh. I put on a pink strappless shirt with a leather bkack bow under the breast part. I slid on black heels.

I walked to my mirror amd examined myself. I HAVE to look better than Jasmine. Its a known war between us now.

I grabbed the brush and put my hair in a high ponytail. Even with my hair up, the ponytail ended under my bra strap. Ha. She could never have my hair.

I grabbed my homework and a few other things and put them in a black bag. I walked out of my room the same time that Nathan walked out of his.

"Naomi. Please dont look soo perfect when you leave. I already have to worry about Andre"

I giggled. He chuckled and put his arm over my shoulder. We descended the steps together and walked out of the door. I walked to his car as he locked up the house. We were out of the driveway in seconds.

"hey, hows Breonna?"

"oh Bre? shes good. Me and her are having a competition to see who will graduate at the top of our class"

"awe thats soo cute and inspiring"

"that'll be you and Andre for sure. Both of you guys make good grades. Hes taking that project soo serious"

"he didnt tell me about it"

"i think he tried to after school but couldnt find you. He told me to tell you he had plans with his parents all day after school but I couldnt find you either"

"oh, I was with Victoria all day"

"you two back cool?"

"yessss"

"thats good"

"whos this project for?"

"Ms. Maudie. The old teacher Mrs. Joyce used to give these huge projects every year. Its crucial on your grade. She died and I guess the school is trying to carrying out the tradition. If you have the top projects, you can skip her class for a week. Ms. Maudie is cute though. Shes an Junior English teacher. I dont think you have her"

"no. I dont. Jasmine does though…"

I started thinking about her bringing in her project…Wheels started turning in my head.

We went to starbucks and got a drink and a cinamon roll. I was ripping off peices of mine and eating, when Nate cleared his throat. I looked over at him and he looked uncomfortable.