While I was putting my curls into two a ponytails my door opened. "10 more minutes.", my momma said looking at me through my body mirror.
"Okay.", I said looking back at her. She closed the door.
It's been a few months and everything is good no great. My momma and Marcus are divorced, Marcus is in prison for a very long time, we just got a new place back in Atlanta, I start a new school today, I'm 17 as of last week and I barely have any nightmares.
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"Have a good day.", my momma said.
"I'll try to.", I said before getting out of the car.
I walked to the building with my head high. People are looking at me and I don't know why. "Damn.", a group of boys said as I walked by.
"She's pretty.", I heard a girl say.
"I like her eyes.", I heard another girl say. A small smile appeared on my face.
Good they aren't thinking bad things.
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I looked at my schedule and I have to go to room 315. I went to the third floor as the bell rung and looked for my class.
After about two, three minutes I found it. This school is huge.
I tried opening the door but it was locked so I knocked on the door. The teacher opened it. I walked in. "Damn you thick as fuck.", this boy said.
I know right.
People started agreeing with him. I went to the only open seat which is next to a girl.
She looks mean as fuck. I hope she's not a bully. Shit if she is I got hands I ain't worried.
After I sat down the teacher started talking. He handed us our assignments and told us to choose a partner. "You wanna work together?", the girl asked me as the teacher sat down.
"Sure.", I said grabbing a pen from my bookbag.
"You're pretty."
"Thank you, you are too."
"Thank you, I'm Raenna ", she said.
"I'm Olivia." We talked and did our work. She's seems like a cool person and she's funny as fuck.
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While I was looking for somewhere to sit in the lunch room I heard somebody call my name. I looked in that direction and saw Raenna telling me to come here with her hand.
I went to the table. "Sit with us.", she said moving her bag.
"Okay.", I said sitting down. It was us and 4 other people at the table 3 boys and a girl. She introduced me to everybody. This boy named Marco put his arm around me reminding me of what could happen next. "Boy move.", I said pushing him before he could say anything. They started laughing.
"Damn girl, fuck you too.", he said.
"Is you mad or naw?"
"Hell yeah I'm mad, I'm tryna get to know yo' ass."
"Everything you need to know you already know.", I said.
"I only know yo' name.", he said.
"I know." He slit his eyes at me and I rolled my eyes at him.
"See I like her.", the other girl named Bree said.
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I'm trying to open my locker but I can't get it. "Need help?", I heard a boy ask. I turned around and saw this fine ass boy. Like damn.
"Umm yeah.", I said moving over. As I read him my combination he twisted the knob. After the last number he hit the locker a few times then opened it. "Thanks."
"No problem, I'm Eli."
"Olivia."
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"How was your first day?", my momma asked after I got in the car.
"It was good. The kids are nice, well the ones I met.", I said as she pulled off. We talked the whole way home.
When we made it home I went to my room and replied to my friend from my self defense class named Cali then started my work.
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Over all today was a great day. I met a few people, possibly soon to be friends. I met a fine ass boy, maybe soon to be boyfriend. My momma made my favorite for dinner. Today was just great.
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Olivia's Story
Roman pour AdolescentsOlivia from The Thick Girl series is now 16 years old. She has PTSD, an abusive step dad, and gets bullied at school. See how she attempts to cope with life.