Not So Different

Chapter 2: Bed Relationships

I hesitated when I stopped by the door where my possible pissy mood awaited me. Looking through the dirty window of Senora Valentin’s class I saw what I see every day. Antonia and her groupies were picking on Felix, a kid at our school who was funny and sweet but kept to himself. He was obviously gay which I why I didn’t understand why they were picking on him because he looked adorable.

He wore a blue and white button down shirt with a blue west and a red bow tie over it. His slacks were black and he wore some expensive looking dress shoes. Like I said before he looked totally adorable but ready for a business interview. But alas these hoes just wanted something to talk about other than their pathetic lies.

Humans are so bitchy.

I quietly entered the room when they started cackling again, the followers pretending to think the joke was funny as they checked themselves out in hand held mirrors for no reason. I made my way around them stealthy as ever and sat in the corner. It was the darkest and most secluded place in every classroom and thank you baby piglets it wasn’t occupied. I sat down instantly relaxing before the thoughts started to pour into my head none of them being my own.

I was trying to convince myself that this was all normal even though my belly was telling me something else. Deeply drowned in the thought trying hard to make some mental barriers, I didn’t smell the STDs in the air before it was too late.

“Why were you talking with my boyfriend?” an uncommonly annoying voice screeched at me. My eyes flickered up to Antonia and momentarily her hoes who were trying hard to look menacing but failing miserably. My mood perked up a little bit when I realized she didn’t see that…friendly exchange that happened. I was a lot of things but a home wrecker I was not.

“Uh, you sent him to “embarrass” me remember?” I simply stated making my accent thick so I could slowly pull out the I don’t know English trick that usually made her leave me alone since she wasn’t fluent at all. She seemed to remember this and still tried to look cool even though it was obvious she was really stupid. Nicki Minaj’s “Stupid Hoe” softly began playing in the back of my mind.

“Whatever, why would my Ego want her? Actually, why would anybody want this freak?” she said desperately trying to get people to laugh at me. No one did so I motioned for her to jut move her ass on somewhere else making it seem like I wasn’t affected. But inside I was boiling with anger and if V or J were here they would have known just how mad I was. I don’t know why I let something so stupid get to me but my basic instincts were to show any body that challenged me that I was the boss. Including little stank ass humans.

Somehow I managed not to go and punch the little girl in the face for the next three minutes but as soon as Senora Valentín walked through the door I tried to calm myself down by reminding myself that she was just another stank wannabe who thought she owned the school. One good punch from me would end her life. I was plotting away evilly on non-physical ways to get my payback when an idea finally sprung into my head I felt a random vibration awfully close to something that shouldn’t be touched. I patted my front pockets when I realized the strange vibe was my phone and not something...nastier. I swiftly took it out making sure no one was paying attention, there were snitches everywhere, as I read the text.

We need to talk meet me at the library after school. -Di

I grunted in annoyance about the nerve he had to just demand things. Rolling my eyes I typed a quick reply and shut off the phone so I wouldn’t have to answer again or wonder how the hell he got my number.

No thanks bitch.

I smirked and began to zone out again and was so damn close when I heard the class door suddenly open. Thinking it was a student I didn’t say anything when suddenly the room got all quiet. I almost had a baby heart attack when Mrs. Valentin entered the classroom scared she’d yell at me or worse take my phone.