Catherine in media
Ranae
Still sitting in the park waiting for my mom to pick me up, I listened to music and strolled down my instagram timeline. I don't really do the whole social media thing. I mostly have it to watch funny videos and my favorite celebrities.
While watching Funny videos from world star, a horn honks making me look up to my mom Black BMW SUV. Slowing rising to my feet I walked over and got in, putting my seatbelt on and looking out the window.
"Why is there a French fry in your hair?" she asked pulling it out and tossing it out the window. "And why is your hair poofy?" I can tell she was looking at the at me.
"Nothing. Can we go?" I asked ignoring her question. She start the car and drove off to the store for something I didn't really need but to avoid telling her the truth I'm just going with it. "How was your first day? Meet any new people?" She asked. "Great. And do teachers count?" I asked finally looking at her.
"Really Nae? Anyone interest you?" She asked pulling into a gas station. She drove by a pump and stopped and cut the car off.
"There's gotta be at least someone. Maybe a boy?" She said nudging my shoulder.
"No and it's never going to be" I said already over the conversation. "Oh please Chile. Who you think you fooling. Maybe not right now there isn't but soon" she said reaching into her purse, she pulled out a twenty dollar bill and handed to me.
"What's this for?"
"Oh you thought I was going in there? You the one sick, right?" She said looking through her phone. "Oh yeah put 15 on....pump 3."
Getting out, I walked in the store looking down the aisles for Ginger Ale. I really didn't even need it so I just decided on a watermelon Arizona and a bag of hot fries. "I'm sick, right mama" I said to myself. Grabbing my items I walked to the front to pay. There was a few other people here so there was a line I was in.
Patiently waiting, the bell to the store door ringed indicating someone was walking in. Their laughter was loud and they was talking amongst themselves. I glanced back and it look like 4 of them. I get nervous and anxiety around boys so I automatically tense up. The line was moving so I moved forward.
"Two more people and I'll be out of here" I whispered to my self. "Nah nigga she was fine as hell you bugging" one dude said. "All that ass she had made you ignore her face dumb ass, bumps all on that shit" another dude said laughing along with the others.
It was finally my turn to pay and I was glad. I sat my things on the counter and the clerk started ringing them up.
"Ghost don't listen to this man dawg, he has no taste in women" they continued. I tensed up more hearing his name and was wishing this man behind this counter would hurry up.
"He likes what he likes, even if it is herpes" Ghost said causing all them to laugh. "man fuck y'all niggas" the guy said. It got silent as I finally paid for my things, I got uncomfortable and wanted to leave immediately.
"Can you put the rest on pump 3 please." I said grabbing my bag ready to leave. I felt all their eyes on me and wanted to disappear into thin air. It's talking him forever to put it on pump 3.
I looked at my phone and a text from my mom saying to hurry up. Texting her back, in my peripheral vision his tall figure was standing right next to me. I saw him put his things on the counter and leaned on it, literally facing me. I felt so small and surrounded I started to get hot. I just faced forward not daring to look at him. I know he knew who I was, he saw what happened earlier in school.
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