Good Girl.

-18-

School ugh.

"Erica do you want to you tell me what happened to Emmett till?"

"We already went over that in 8th fucking grade" I mumbled

He gasped wide eyed.

"Mrs.Langst...I don't tolerate that language in my classroom!"

"But you tolerated me getting bothered and called a bitch..." I said

"Mrs.Lan-"

"He cat called a white lady and two white man didn't like that so they kidnapped him and bested him, holding him at gunpoint and shot in the head...they threw him in the Tallahatchie river where his body was discovered and retrieved for further investigation" I said tapping my foot against the floor annoyed

"Good job thank you...but wait for me after class I need to speak with you" he said making the class ooh like little fucking children.

I groaned rolling my eyes.

I'm supposed to meet Nate at my locker for gym after class...ugh.

*
I waited for like 20 minutes after class until he finally called me in to sit.

I sat in the chair pulled up to his desk and crossed my legs annoyed.

"What's going on at home?"

I scrunched my face up

"The fuck?...nothing's going on at home...I have a wonderful life thank you..."

" is your father doing okay?...with the split?"

"They got divorced 2 years ago...and that's none of your fucking business!"

"You're right I'm sorry...on to something else...I've notice you've been hanging around the Nathan Maloley kid for a while now..."

"Yes...he's my boyfriend...so"

"Don't you think he's kinda messing you up...a bad influence could do that....me and the other teacher-staff members have talked about how your grades are dropping and you haven't been paying attention in class" he said leaning back in his chair

"Look...Nate's had nothing to do with that...and I would like for you not to talk down on my boyfriend...he's nothing but amazing to me...he helps me...it's not him okay!"

"Okay...got it...I'm just saying...you need to bring your grades up before May or you won't be graduating" he said crossing his arms

"Okay whatever...I'll fix em" I said "is that it?"

"Yes...here's a pass to gym"he said holdin up that piece of paper

I quickly snatched it grabbing my stuff and storming out.

I walked to my locked putting my stuff in there and changing into leggings in the middle of this hallway before running down to the gym.

I'm 15 minutes late of this half an hour period...

Why is gym so long...it's longer than our classes...

I ran in seeing everybody walking around talking.

"Hey!" Nate said running up to me

"Baby where were you?" Nate asked moving hair out my face.

"Mr. Martou held me back to talk about my grades..."

"I told you you need to pay attention" he sighed wrapping his arms around my waist

"I know you did...he had the audacity to say you're to blame for it...because ever since we started dating my grades have been dropping...that's so stupid...you help me...you're the sexiest smart person I know...he gets on my nerves...he's always teaching us 8th grade shit and I only get bad grades in his class because it's stupid and I don't think I should do shirt I already learned 3 fuckin years ago!"