They Call Me Carmel

Bitch What Did You Say.

-Welp here we go------------------

          My name is Carmel Wright and because we already got the basic background information from the synopsis let's jump right in. I go to a college preparatory high school (fucking private school), my parents think it will help me to be more well rounded. I didnt really care, but i transfered here sophomore year. It's my last year I've been going to St. Mathews for 3, so no use in complaining now.
        Speakin of not complaining I might as well get up it's my first day of school and if I roll around in the bed any more I'm going to be late. I hop out of bed and take a quick shower since it only 6:45 in the morning, school doesn't start until 8:10 so I have some time. Once I'm done with my hygiene stuff I throw on white jeans, a black hoodie, and black converse. I bounce down the steps and get a apple from the fruit bowl in the kitchen, my mom and step mom have already left for work.
Time stamp;
        -7:45-
         I hop in my black Dodge Charger sxt plus, turning on Cardi B as I drive the couple blacks to get to my school. I pull into the student parking lot, while turning of my music and exiting the car I hear someone familiar say "Turn of that ghetto ass black music". So I turn around only to see winner of the white trash of the year award, bitch been coming for me for the last two years. She turns to walk away and I let it go, dumb people are not worth it.      
            By time I enter the school it's exactly 8:10. I don't have to worry about going to the office to get my schedule, because seniors get their schedules emailed to them a week before school starts. My first period class is AP poetry studies, it might seem like an easy class when it's really every thing but. The teacher of the class is Mrs. Xavier, a 24yr old black woman with her masters in both advanced poetry studies and literature. She's one of my favorite teachers.
            Class was over by 9:45 dismissing us to our second period, thankfully I have a flex period (a period like study Hall). There's not much of anything to study seeing as this is only the first day. I decided to go to the library and chill on my phone in-till 11 when my my third period started.
           I woke up to the sound of the late bell at 11:05. I gather all my stuff and power walk to my next class. I got to the science class, slipping in quietly to a empty desk in the back of class. I thought i made it in unnoticed, but sadly miss Stephanie black just had to open her big ass mouth. "Mr.Locklen, Camel Wright was late", the whole class started to snicker at her intended miss pronouncement of my name. Mr.Locklen turned around staring at Stephanie then me, his shoulders came up with a shrug. "Its the first day Stephanie dont be a tattle tale." Mr.Locklen said with his back to us. She gasped no doubt surprised at his response, she turned and glared at me. I ignore her and stare at the notes on the board jumping right in I see.
        The bell rang, so i got up getting my stuff so i could go to lunch. I walked out the class only to have Stephanie walk past me, hit my shoulder hard in the process. She turned around with a smug look "My bad camel", she said amusment dripping from every word. "Bitch don't test me, and my name is Carmel,hoe, learn it", I screamed at the trash standing in front of me. She scoffed looking at me like I really offended her petty ass, she turned around and walked of. Her minions trailing behind her. "Well ain't you a gurl who can handle yo shit, I like that." I turned around to see a light skin male walking away.

         The rest of the day was boring and uneventful, I a essay already. We had to write what we would puke our teacher to know about us. Ive been home for an hour since school gets out at 3:15, my parents arent home till 5 so im by myself. Something I cant get off my mind is that boy who made a comment, after I checked that bitch Stephanie. He was fine from what I saw of him, he had to be in my science class. Boom. Something large dropped out side, so I get of the couch and go on the porch to see what it was. Someone was bending over picking up pieces of a broken dresser, which I presumed was dropped and made that sound. The person who bending over didnt look fimilar in till he stood up. It was the boy from earlier.

Ok. I know this first chapter is short, but as the story progresses they will get longer. I hoped u guys liked it.
*who do yall think the boy is.
*do u think he knows Stephanie
       Find out int the next chapter