"For this equation you'd need to know the formula for the surface area of a prisim which is..." Mrs. Davis waitied patiently as I thought through it.
Surface area...that's like the outside of the shape right?
"Perimeter times height plus base times two?" I replied hesitant. She looked at me surprised.
At this point I don't know if that's a good thing or...
"Did you study Zisel?" I gulped.
"I tried, did I get it wrong??, I swear I studied as much as I could" She held her hand up shutting me up.
"That's actually correct. So you studied your formulas" She smiled. I let out a breath of relief.
On god I've never felt more proud of myself. "You're doing good today Zi, I'll be sure to leave a good note to your parents" Prideful I thanked her continuing on with my work asking for help when needed.
After class I went to my room and took a long nap since I really had nothing to do. no phone, no TV and no friends.
I ended up waking two hours later. Getting up from my bed I exit the room and walk into the kitchen.
"How was your nap" Aunty Jaiah asked once she turned from the stove.
"It was alright. Is that dinner?" She nods grabbing some ingredients from the friedge setting them on the counter.
I watched as she prepared the food, a few seconds later we hear the door opening. I'm assuming it's Ida cause she usually gets home at this time when she has cheer practice.
Speaking of that I missed so many days of soccer that I won't even make it to the game. I'm still in crutches for one more week.
And even then coach Shawn won't allow me back into the field till another week of my cast removal pasts.
I get his reasoning but I can't help but feel I'm letting my team down. I'm still gonna go to the game to support my team tho.
"Zizi come help me make dinner since you got nothing to do" I looked up at her confused. "I can't cook, the last time I tried the house almost burnt down" I informed.
She laughed. "Which is exactly why I'm gonna teach you. Wash your hands and start cutting these onions, ain't no niece of mine's going to depend on fast foods" She muttered the last part.
Rihanna's P.O.V
"Mel I'm telling you it barley hurts, it just feels like little pinches" Melissa scrunched up her face.
"Rih you know I have low tolerance for pain. What you call painless is most likely going to be extremely painful for me" She exaggerates.
"Then let's go Mel, you was just talking about it nonstop this whole month now you wanna back out?" I say getting up ready to leave the tattoo parlor.
Mel grabs my hand before I could walk any further. I raise one brow waiting for an explanation.
She sighs before speaking. "Give me until tomorrow and I swear this time I'll be committed"
"Mhmm and if you back out I'm not coming with you no more. You have till tomorrow Mel" She nods grabbing her purse.
We get back in her car and start heading home. As I'm scrolling through twitter I stop at this tweet Nicki twitted causing my heart to skip a beat.
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I look a whole mess in that pic and she knows I don't like having pictures of me out like that.
"What you saw the pic?" Melissa chuckled. I groaned "And I know she saw my comment, she's purposely ignoring me"
"Your fault for taking it on her phone" Melissa laughed. I pouted looking at the tweet, more and more people are liking as the seconds go by.
"I look rough why are people liking this shit?" Melissa rolled her eyes.
"Rih you know damn well you could never look bad, you're photogenic and sexy as fuck. Nicki's not deleting that now that it's in her hands"
